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letra de i got mine - young buck

[intro: b.g. & young buck]
say buck
ay what’s up n-gga
i don’t think these n-ggas got a idea what’s ’bout to happen
nahhhh man these n-ggas don’t know man
i don’t think they got a idea
g-unit south n-gga let’s go, come on

[verse 1: b.g.]
i’m ’bout handlin’ business n-gga and gettin’ it done (done)
if you a busta than trust me homie i ain’t the one (one)
for you to be smilin’, laughin’, tryna be cool with (uh-uh)
you the type of dude that i can’t fool with (uh-uh)
i was cut off a leather tree, a different cloth
i was taught very young how to play it raw (raw)
they say the game a big p-ssy waitin’ to get f-cked
and i want me and all my n-ggas (all my n-ggas) to bust a nut
say buck, a lotta n-ggas had they fingers crossed (b-tches)
cause they know they get exposed when real n-ggas floss
i ain’t even gotta say names, n-ggas know they soft (wayne)
23, still callin’ they self birdman j.r
that dollar sign old, this that g sh-t
that ak 47, two twenty-three, sh-t (chopper)
that new orleans, ca$hville, ten a key, sh-t
no stuntin’ this that hunnid percent street sh-t
[chorus: young buck & b.g.]
you can hate on me now ’cause i got mine (yea)
talk bad ’bout me now ’cause i got mine (lie, man)
we can even go to war ’cause i got mine (what) (got mine)
hope you n-ggas got yours (get ’em b.g.!) ’cause i got mine (got mine)
you can hate on me now ’cause i got mine (yea) (got mine)
talk bad ’bout me now ’cause i got mine (lie, man)
we can even go to war ’cause i got mine (what) (got mine)
hope you n-ggas got yours ’cause i got mine

[verse 2: young buck]
[?] ’bout money
everything’s for sale, see i’m a hustla, i could sell water to a well (yea)
[?] [?] [?], tryna stay outta jail
ever since game left n-ggas seen what’s real (oooooohhhhh)
we do this sh-t for the thugs, for the crips and the bloods (aiiight)
that’s why our enemies baby mommas be showin’ us love (ha haa)
make them penitentiary n-ggas get to puttin’ in work
and if a lawyer get him out y’all i’ma sign turf
buck goin’ berserk
50 gave me the green light
and i won’t stop until my whole f-ckin’ team right (yea)
seem like n-ggas gettin’ scared in this b-tch (what)
and his man made money didn’t care ’bout his clique (b-tch)
what goes around comes around look at yourself
there’s n0body around you n-gga look yourself
i mean couldn’t you tell that you dealin’ with real n-ggas (yea)
now we gotta go and make the streets deal with’cha
[chorus: young buck & b.g.]
you can hate on me now ’cause i got mine (yea)
talk bad ’bout me now ’cause (oh i got mine) i got mine (lie)
we can even go to war ’cause (oh i got mine) i got mine (what)
hope you n-ggas got yours (get ’em b.g.!) ’cause (oh i got mine) i got mine
you can hate on me now ’cause (oh i got mine) i got mine (yea)
talk bad ’bout me now ’cause (oh i got mine) i got mine (lie)
we can even go to war ’cause (oh i got mine) i got mine (what)
hope you n-ggas got yours (get yours) ’cause i got mine

[verse 3: b.g.]
it ain’t just hear say (say)
n-gga it’s real talk (talk)
everything i say i don’ seen, i don’ saw (saw)
from sellin’ coke, bustin’ straps and snortin’ raw (raw)
i [?] back now i’m gettin’ money and still a star (bling)
that [?] [?] what these other n-ggas claim to be (claim to be)
but come around for yourself and you’ll see me (i’m right chere)
huston, atlanta, ca$hville of the d
bouncin’ set to set ’cause i’m a og

[verse 4: young buck]
ha haaa
yeah n-gga this is how it’s ‘posed to be
we strapped up
ridin’ ’round low key
i can remember what c-murder told me “get your money, f-ck a hater, buy the whole key”
look at us now all we missin’ is him so put your trigger fingers up for the homie soulja slim
see the streets know what’s up, this our motherf-ckin’ home, you could never come back once you leave then your gone, motherf-cker
[chorus: young buck & b.g.]
you can hate on me now ’cause i got mine (yea) (got mine)
talk bad ’bout me now ’cause i got mine (lie, man)
we can even go to war ’cause i got mine (what) (oh i got mine)
hope you n-ggas got yours (get ’em b.g.!) ’cause i got mine (got mine)
you can hate on me now ’cause i got mine (yea) (oh i got mine)
talk bad ’bout me now ’cause i got mine (lie) (oh i got mine)
we can even go to war ’cause i got mine (oh i got mine) (what)
hope you n-ggas got yours ’cause i got mine

- young buck

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