[Intro: Young Buck]
What’s up n***as
Yea
You n***as know I ain't goin' nowhere
I am the hood
(Is it because I’m black?)
Only time you n***as gon' see me
Is when I’m gon' get my motherfuckin' money on, n***a
But I be back
Hold up n***a, Young buck, let’s go

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Buck Marley n***a tell me where the weed at
I pop a n***a tonight then listen for the feedback
You see who did it but I bet you keep your mouth closed
I don't know about y'all but that’s how the dirty south go
Check your rear view and please lock your front doors
N***as like me we be all in your household
While your out cold n***as in your stashbox
Tryin’ to play that hero role and get that ass popped
The devil made me do it now I’m screamin (Oh lord)
Tryin’ to beat this case and it’s so hard
Preparing myself to go against the next man
Loading up with my right and shooting with my left hand
I watch my cousin shake and take his last breath man
So when people talk about them i be like, eh?
Understand if you ain’t never been through it
Get a gun and some life insurance that’s how we do it, yeah
[Chorus: Young Buck]
They say I’m right if I’m livin how they like
But they tell me that I’m wrong if I’m thugging on my own
So I just live my life like a soldier on a battlefield
Doing what it takes every night to make it home
(yeah) I’m thuggin till I'm gone
So hollar when you see me n***a, thuggin till I’m gone
I know my people need me n***a, thuggin till I’m gone
So hollar when you see me n***a, thuggin till I’m gone
I know my people need me n***a

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah, I’m up early in the morning burning haze out a long swish
Throw up on the carpet and waking up to the wrong chick
Nina on the dresser that’ll splatter a intruder
I’m grown but years ago I woulda had it on a spooder
Trying to balance off the buddha and get my n***as out the jets
Dealing with the jelly and temptations of Malcom X
Mama wants a mansion, papa wants what I can give him
Lend my helping hand to my man so he don't land in prison
Show a pit blood he’s going to snap until he draws some
You deserve the same homicide if you report one
N***as better hope I do breakthrough numbers
Because I’ve been broke for 20 years and only ate two summers
I need the money I’m holding the Glock one in the top
Ain’t nothing funny it's supposed to be hot fold it or not
They want it from me I’m holding my spot roll with the block
Now its sunny I’ll roll in the drop you’ve gotta love me
[Chorus: Young Buck]
They say I’m right if I’m livin how they like
But they tell me that I’m wrong if I’m thugging on my own
So I just live my life like a soldier on a battlefield
Doing what it takes every night to make it home
(yeah) I’m thuggin till I’m gone
So hollar when you see me n***a, thuggin till I’m gone
I know my people need me n***a, thuggin till I’m gone
So hollar when you see me n***a, thuggin till I’m gone
I know my people need me n***a