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letra de i want it all - young buck

ha, i know what the streets want
all the dj’s too

haha, i told you n-gg-‘s id be back
it’s young buck, i’m back reincarnated b-tches
(let’s go)

yes i’m a mess, i’m so different from the rest
and i stay in your system, so you can call me x
with two naked ladies, on these naked ladies, they get
crazy
first she eat her, then she ate me, then you f-ck her,
then she pay me, call it pimpin
but you ain’t got a pimp bone in yeah, if you see a bad
b-tch go on get her
i spend the whole day, poppin roseau b-tch
with an inner fail player white, hoe’s ain’t sh-t
and these n-gg-‘s ain’t nottin, if they ain’t about
hustlin
all together now, tell these haters f-ck em’ (f-ck em’)
somebody tell me when my alb-m coming out
they said i’ve been snorting coke, and puttin volumes
in my mouth
(but it’s been)

gucci this, louie that, buck back, i want it all
bentley this, chevy that, buck back, i want it all
a house here, a house there, buck back, i want it all
put it in a plastic bag and let’s ball n-gg-

lady want to give us 50 acre’s and a mule
so let’s take the 50 states, and paint the whit house
black
(no he didn’t say that) yes i did say that
from the hood where the mama’s let there kid’s slang
crack
had a truck load, on an underground railroad
would of shook the town down, but a n-gg- still told
500 brick’s (yeah we call it going gold)
1000 brick’s (now you going platinum on them hoe’s)
black-t, you can smell the trap on my cloth’s
i don’t rap at my show’s, i just tell it how it is
let me make it, before the irs take it
in the “a” they say let’s get it, in the ville we say
shake it
(by)

i said who dat, who dat said young buck through
even if i was broke, i’m still richer then you
yeah i tip the bartender, and the picture man too
ain’t no ceo, can tell me what i can and can’t do
okay who dat, said that i sell coke and i use that too
it’s true i used to do that, now i’m married to the
money
where that louie duffel bag, n-gg- carry something for
me
i don’t pay you then you hate me, if i pay you then you
love me
(now it’s f-ck me) but naw n-gg-‘s now it’s f-ck you
got your front windshield tintedwhen you come through
but i can see yeah, you probably can’t see me in all
black
then people wanna know where young buck been at
(well i’ve been)

i mean come on ya’ll, let’s be honest
ain’t i the most playa hated, under rated
but the most antic-p-ted n-gg- in this rap sh-t
i mean you can’t lie n-gg-, i’m doing me
just in case n-gg-‘s want to know what the f-ck is
going on with young buck
street n-gg-‘s understand me, industry n-gg-‘s can’t
f-ck with me
real n-gg-‘s ride with me, and the b-tches love me
n-gg-
i’m on my way though, mixtape coming soon
i would tell ya’ll when my alb-m coming out, but sh-t i
don’t even know

- young buck

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