Songtexte:
Young Buck The Blues

the blues Yeah I give niggas the blues Drumma Boy adjust the bass and give niggas the blues I give niggas the blues I give niggas the blues [Young Buck

then Dre said you 'gon like my style GGGGGGG G Unit breakin' it down [Verse 3: Young Buck] I'm steppin' in my black G6s They ridiculous The blue and

: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit

Over breakfast, over dinner, over suppers Over jungle, over rema, over buckers Over brooklyn, over queens, and over rutgers Over red, and over blue, and over chuckers Over red and over blue

and spread Before I make a move and soon buck you down dead Put yo' hand up on yo' head Jump up and spread Before I make a move and soon buck you down

sneaking out, momma's house, clutch out, quiet now Wal-Mart parking lot, cruisin' back and forth a lot Big trucks, getting buck, turnin' Lynard Skynard up Holler at the young

Ever Seen These Type Of Figgas Befo' And Thats The First Lady You Better Watch Who You Fuck With S-P-I- On The Team Damn Look What Young Buck Did [Chorus

, over dinner, over suppers Over jungle, over rema, over buckers Over brooklyn, over queens, and over rutgers Over red, and over blue, and over chuckers Over red and over blue

want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape something sticky for security wrapped tight around a metal box to imitate security there's a blue