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letra de on the corner - young buck

[young buck:]
hey yo what up? (corner)
ha ha ya’ll know where i’m at
i’m on the (corner)
for sure
so what i come to do (corner)
is let n-gg-s know how i get down

[verse 1: young buck]
i’m by myself up on this corner, got to stay high
will i survive in the city where they let the birds fly?
if they bury me, bury me where the key n-gg-
tennessee n-gg-
p-ssin’ the rock like the flea flicker
you all know me n-gg-
got the wrist of a chemist
won’t leave the block until my whole pack finished
n-gg-s mad cause i won’t give ’em sh-t for free
so listen little man you ain’t get sh-t from me
you get out what you out in and hold what you make
sell all the weight
but give away the shake
theres some rules to this sh-t that we live by
never snitch or your whole family will die
got throwback money been doin’ this for years
its hard but it is what it is
tell me if i’m wrong for tryin’ to feed my baby
i done took a loss so you n-gg-s better pay me
i’m goin’ crazy

[chorus: young buck]
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(as i walk through these ghetto streets)
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(i’m strapped up with my motherf-ckin’ heat)
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(you know i got to get money)
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(f-ck all you hatin’ -ss n-gg-s, come on!)

[verse 2: young buck]
i was raised in the city
slingin’ ever since i was an itty bitty kiddy
way before i met fifty
i was gettin’ it. f-ckin’ with them digital scales
never f-cked with ya’ll cause i knew n-gg-s would tell
they say i’m different from the average little young n-gg-
this is just too much for one n-gg-
let ’em say my name
i’m a keep doin’ my thing
i put some candy on the range
and bought another chain
keep a bag full of rubberbands, money machines
got to throw it in the washer to make sure its clean
see my p.o. good so she let me smoke
why violate me?, if i’m gone you broke
you ain’t seen nothin’ like this ever before
pac told ya “you take one, you make mo'”
the whole world thuggin’ in they own way
i’m just wonderin’ what the lord ‘gon say

[chorus: young buck]
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(i shall fear no man)
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(g unit south)
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(come holla)
i’m by myself up on this (corner)
(get my money lets go)

[young buck:]
d-mn right
you know n-gg-s got to eat
and i ain’t just talkin’ about me,
my whole f-ckin’ clique n-gg-
real dogs feed the pack ha ha
thats probably why i’m in here makin’ these f-ckin’ beats
hey yo 50, hey yo n-gg-
i told you i know how to f-ck with that f-ckin’ beat machine n-gg-
i made this f-ckin’ beat ha ha

- young buck

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