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Young Buck Lyrics Hold On Lyrics (feat. 50 Cent) [Interlude: 50 Cent] That's how it is, you know? Everything's good to starts to go bad. And it's just gets worse... and gets worse... and gets worse! I guess that's just Hip-Hop! [Intro: Young Buck & (50Cent)] (YEAH!) Yeah niggaz! {LET'S GOT OUT THE MOB THIS SHIT! } G-Unit in this motherfucker! (Niggaz be frontin' man! (I told niggaz man, I'm proof! Call me collected, man!) Aiyyo 50! {NIGGAS GET IT TO ME! } Aiyyo this nigga barely breathin' nigga! (I say to World! Haha!) HAHA! (It won't be long 'fore you dead!) {HAHA! } [Bridge: 50Cent] You wanna run your mouth crazy talk 'bout me, Nigga I come for your head... {DJ SEMI! } And leave your monkey ass laid out in the street, It won't be long 'fore you dead! {"BUCK THE WORLD"! } You wanna run your mouth crazy talk 'bout me, Nigga I come for your head... And leave your monkey ass laid out in the street, I hit your heart you dead! {COSMIC KEV RADIO! } [Verse 1:] [50 Cent:] I squeeze 'til the Semi run out Niggaz know me good, in my hood call me a dumb out. (whoooo!) I'm the nigga in the Hooptie with my hat down low Can't tell that this a hit, 'til the Mack-10 blow. (uh-huh!) I got 32 shots, I ain't got to aim. I'll wave this bitch in your direction mayne. (haha!) Beams, clips and grips, this is a sticky situation (yeah!) Adrenaline rush, I squeeze, my heart start pacin'. (YEAH!) [Buck:] Aiyyo, 50 lemme Mausberg pumpin' plus some rings in his pocket, Pushin' up the Manhattan Bridge while you watch ya. (hahaaaaa!) We'll spinnin' this bitch face and pissed on his grave, (WHAT?) This is the way that Gorillas behave. When you let 'em out the cage - a millitary raze, (OOH!) And I'm not tha only one - we are Kelly's cave. (BLAAAT!) I'm fuck with them niggaz, that got scarry way, Shots sprankin', niggaz start singin' like Mary Jane. - Yeah! [Chorus: 50 Cent] If - you - can't - hold on nigga, hoooold on! It seens like an ambulance, Always takes sooooo long, when you're hit, It won't be long 'fore you dead! [Verse 2:] [Buck {50 Cent}:] Desert Eagle, .50 Caliber came with a silence up, Leave 'em out the case! {˝HAHA! Buck them pro'lly are! } Walkin', show me how they'll puttin' a razor in my mouth, Queens niggas doin' to ahead and bringin' it to the South! (YEAH!) Nah, I ain't gon' give ya this gun and few plan And ya mic wanna hold this bitch with two hands! I'm a Marksman! - I can hit ya while you 'stand, (YEA-EAH!) While you underground lame - you momma writin' her prayin'. (OOOHH!) [50 Cent:] I put the 5th to your head, your White T turn red Nigga now give up the bread - I'll fill ya ass with lead (uh-huh!) Put a hole in your wig - with the cig', ya dig? Said: "Fuck the kids! " - I don't play that shit! (c'mon!) It's all part of the game. - Man, the game ain't fair! The trigger gots no heart - nigga my gun don't care. (whhoooohhhooooooo!) The Hammer hit that shell homie, you see that flare Your life start to flash, ya dead! Nigga who cares? (YEAH!) [Chorus] [Verse 3:] [50 Cent:] Me and my bitch we break up, we make up, see Jacob for the stones Kicked up, that's what's up, cause I'm out with the chrome. You fuck up! You get bucked! Buck'll getcha! Push a knife through your chest boy I ain't fuckin with'cha! [Buck {50 Cent}:] 50 lemme see yo' Glock for a minute! {My nigga bring it BACK! } If it's blood on a pearl, homie TAKE CARE THAT! YAYO PICK ME! - It don't be late! I need a? tribe? by some chill for this .0-38! [50 Cent:] The Unit's my gang! My set! My Mack! My Tech! My protects! My family! Do you - understand me? My knife! My gun! My wife! My son! My love! My niggaz! My stacks, them figures! [Buck:] We got love to take! (YEAH!) - We got write to wrap! (C'MON!) And had a cup of grass dime, it's the final snake! (AIIGHT!) Everytime I make! - Everytime they hate! (WHAT?) I gotta a bad temper nigga, just we rewind yo' take! - Yeah! (YEAH!) [Chorus] [Interlude: 50 Cent] Nigga hold on! Cam you make hard out-in the bank! Ride 'round to the big truck! Sweet nigga! You know the style one! Talkin' much you got A-B-S, NIGGA YOU GOT A-I-D-S! ? niggas, what you call a killer? You ain't put no work here! Why do they call yo' killer? Fuck around, brush your teeth, you teeth bleedin'! Nigga drink behind; you'll have all kind of shit. Fuck around shore! 30 pounds later! Talk about man are... are remembers a... I had a little bit of Cam's snaple! Y'all can limp this to jewel, March 27, "Buck The World", ya know what time it is!

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