[Chorus: Young Buck] They was glad I was broke, mad cuz I'm rich So put that nigga out if it's a hater in this bitch (uh-oh!!) Stuntin in the club, make
Übersetzung: Young Buck. Where The Haters At?.
Übersetzung: Young Buck. Disc 2 - Where The Haters At (Featuring All Star, Lil 'Murder, \u0026amp; Hallo-c).
(feat. All Star, Lil' Murder, & Hi-C) [Chorus: Young Buck] They was glad I was broke, mad cuz I'm rich So put that nigga out if it's a hater in this
how much it that I can breath on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much is that I'm getting money baby, my truck a Lamborghini I'm in [? ], where the girls are freaky Haters
I can breathe on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much is that I'm getting money baby, my truck a Lamborghini I'm in ali-bibi, where the girls are freaky Haters
see If everythin' is alright Ya'll niggas can blow some trees Have coke and some Hennessey My niggas from U.T.P. Everythin' is alright [Young Buck]
mad at'cha cause outta all that shit I got two sista's and a brother and I learned to harmony On the streets, on tha Clair, that's where I'm from y'all
on a sunday, Damn where I get it from, these niggas always wonder who, Then they meet my pop and tell 'I'm ''Drake is just a younger you'', And shawty
buck buck and buck buck again I will butt fuck your friend then suck up her twin I put the buck up to him then buck buck and buck buck and buck buck again
on they grandma's flo' If you tell us where the dope at then I promise we go Stop crying, stop praying where the yeh at ho' Don't you dare scream Jesus
normal blessing that you catch but pay attention late Wake and yawn in the morn, at the crib gettin' up Or two o' clock in the A.M. in the club gettin' real buck
: [Intro:] I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina, And
: [Intro] I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina, And they
need another gun The littlest in the trap, and gotta pack of ice and bubble gum Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin but a young Buck, niggaz
it movin, on to the kitchen where my witches keep it brewin Uh huh look at how my bitches do it Bucky buck naked look at all my bitches booties They handle
stiff arm my bery tight but it stay like a penetray yung money we outta school but we got chemistry young spitta young man young cop young mall taspo
my nuts like "Where da Titanic go?" I been scourin' da earth, makin' my fans catch da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church, And the fat lady
