too But i do what i gotta do Girl i gotta leave ya, But i'll be back real soon Its just sumthin that i gotta do Girl i gotta leave ya, But i'll be back
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda] Okay I'm sipping on the syrup Got a nigga moving slow I'm all about the money What the fuck you think I do it for? Bitch don't
arm Gotta keep a piece of mine, hot cherry balm, lip locking with a dime I make bitches scream for me like I'm Lil Jon Last king to flow, sweeter then
no matter what i do or what i say im always wrong if i call then im callin too much or not at all either way i'm messin up i'm fightin a losin battle
but it's cool partna Fuck that shit, hey, let?s do this Ant Fuck, what you talkin? about, let?s do this Alright fuck it, do it, hey, what am I doin??
Gonna be a shot nigga, yeah, I said it What, nigga? Fuck nigga like Lil? Jon, I don't give a fuck I give a goddamn if I never sell another milla I take
give it to you but whatcha gon' do? Rev can give it to you but whatcha gon' do wit it I can give it to you, wha wha wha what what? Yo yo Chino makes
ghetto's and began to rape my women So I leave the system Unforgiven like East Wood Cause I was bless with lyrical strength to do whatever I could You
ma you gotta go [Verse 3: Young Buck] I'm out on bond but the forty still on me Bouncin 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies Watch I hit
Rylander]: Tell me what it is Tell me what you want For your 3rd Wishhhhhhhh This is your last wishhhhhhh Tell me what it is Tell me what you need
the 4 0 7 the 4 0 7 VERSE 1 (JON YOUNG): crank up the chevy baby gotta hit the block man this how we do in the O we ride on chrome things we
yourself So stand up proud. And let me hear ya say yes im guna make it Scream it loud so they know what life gives you when you take it [JON YOUNG]
Every button that i touch set's you off and then i'm fucked. Cause no matter what i do or what i say i'm always wrong. If i call, then i'm calling too
THE DEAL GiRL i ALWAYS KEEP iT REAL [[CHORUS]] {BREAKDOWN} [JON YOUNG] NO MATTER WHAT I DO iTS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOOH i KEEP ON TRYNA PLEASE YA BUT i
harder Thank I'm leavin Boy ya wrong I gotta fanbase and I aint even on a label I'm pushin units Make bread right under the table Now what that tell ya
a different thang so what am i supposed to do about this kick back and never ever get pissed well i cant do this anymore so you better turn around and head for the door i
wrong I gotta fan base And I aint even on a Label Im pushin units Makin bread right under tha table Now what that tell ya Tha south aint even
(Nigga I got my shit) Ready to cock yo shit? (I'm ready to pop my shit) I'ma take yo breath, introduce you to death When you get to hell, tell 'em I
