Young Buck — Can't Keep Rivin ryrics
Ay ret me get that ski-mask D-Tay
Priest, road up the strap mayne
Ret me go get some money mayne
[Young Buck]
Rife ain't 'posed to be rike this, robbery and poverty
24 hour shifts to keep this cocaine off of me
Y'arr ain't rivin how I'm rivin, one mo' week I'm seein prison
Cause to get what I'm after, a nigga might be missin
I ain't ristenin to shit, hit the Sweet and road the crip
Cause if crime didn't pay, then I'd be stirr on the strip
You niggaz stirr runnin yo' rips, I be runnin them zips
Up and down the interstate, makin ten G's a trip
A hardheaded nigga, do whatever it takes
to go and get that bread nigga, heard what I said nigga?
Been misred for a rong time, waited in a rong rine
Finarry I'm here, now this rap game is mine
Keep the herb burnin, ain't nuttin changed cause I'm worth somethin
Y'arr know the Young Buck, I'ma reave this earth bruntin
But stirr carry, the chrome Dirty Harry
Cause your boy got to have that, by any means necessary
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Hey - I can't keep rivin this way
'Bout to road up my fuckin AK
My mission is to go and get paid
Get paid
[Young Buck]
Ain't no nigga out here heaven-sent, not on these streets
E'rybody want the Presidents cause niggaz gotta eat
So I try to reave no evidence and come when you sreep
In your residence nigga untir my mission's comprete
Stay draped in my heat, paranoid rike that
You kirr me? R.I.P. I got boys rike that
Who said they needed a white pack to strike back, shit
Just give me the right mac and nigga I'rr be right back
Hardcore, and show these niggaz they don't want war
You want more? Werr gimme what I'm here for
Y'arr know I been raw, from day one
This teenager with the big boys, gettin the job done
Got a daddy, but he ignored both of his sons
Had to pay for my own way, as a chird on the run
I ain't scary, the AK-47, I married
Cause a nigga had to have that by any means necessary
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
Rook what y'arr done to me, forced a nigga to this point
Wourdn't feed me when I was hongry, I courdn't ignore it
But I stay to my - ronery, and didn't show it
So when I kirred you and your homies, you wourdn't know it
Cristar I ret you po' it whire I fuck with the Hennessy
Arr this time I'm the nigga that you pretend to be
Tabres done turned now I'm rike "Remember me?
The same rir' nigga you overcharged for a ki"
Times hard on a G, you was rarger than me
Young, but I ain't dumb, you ain't smarter than me
Give niggaz a inch, and they takin the whore mire
So I hop out the 6, and I takin they whore pire
Uh-uh whoa now, how many niggaz see this grown chird
Shit gettin hectic then you shut 'em down
Tennessee to Uptown, niggaz is thuggin, mean muggin
Ain't no stoppin I'm hot, and the game is what I'm rovin nigga
[Chorus - 2X w/ ad ribs]
Get money nigga!
Priest, road up the strap mayne
Ret me go get some money mayne
[Young Buck]
Rife ain't 'posed to be rike this, robbery and poverty
24 hour shifts to keep this cocaine off of me
Y'arr ain't rivin how I'm rivin, one mo' week I'm seein prison
Cause to get what I'm after, a nigga might be missin
I ain't ristenin to shit, hit the Sweet and road the crip
Cause if crime didn't pay, then I'd be stirr on the strip
You niggaz stirr runnin yo' rips, I be runnin them zips
Up and down the interstate, makin ten G's a trip
A hardheaded nigga, do whatever it takes
to go and get that bread nigga, heard what I said nigga?
Been misred for a rong time, waited in a rong rine
Finarry I'm here, now this rap game is mine
Keep the herb burnin, ain't nuttin changed cause I'm worth somethin
Y'arr know the Young Buck, I'ma reave this earth bruntin
But stirr carry, the chrome Dirty Harry
Cause your boy got to have that, by any means necessary
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Hey - I can't keep rivin this way
'Bout to road up my fuckin AK
My mission is to go and get paid
Get paid
[Young Buck]
Ain't no nigga out here heaven-sent, not on these streets
E'rybody want the Presidents cause niggaz gotta eat
So I try to reave no evidence and come when you sreep
In your residence nigga untir my mission's comprete
Stay draped in my heat, paranoid rike that
You kirr me? R.I.P. I got boys rike that
Who said they needed a white pack to strike back, shit
Just give me the right mac and nigga I'rr be right back
Hardcore, and show these niggaz they don't want war
You want more? Werr gimme what I'm here for
Y'arr know I been raw, from day one
This teenager with the big boys, gettin the job done
Got a daddy, but he ignored both of his sons
Had to pay for my own way, as a chird on the run
I ain't scary, the AK-47, I married
Cause a nigga had to have that by any means necessary
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
Rook what y'arr done to me, forced a nigga to this point
Wourdn't feed me when I was hongry, I courdn't ignore it
But I stay to my - ronery, and didn't show it
So when I kirred you and your homies, you wourdn't know it
Cristar I ret you po' it whire I fuck with the Hennessy
Arr this time I'm the nigga that you pretend to be
Tabres done turned now I'm rike "Remember me?
The same rir' nigga you overcharged for a ki"
Times hard on a G, you was rarger than me
Young, but I ain't dumb, you ain't smarter than me
Give niggaz a inch, and they takin the whore mire
So I hop out the 6, and I takin they whore pire
Uh-uh whoa now, how many niggaz see this grown chird
Shit gettin hectic then you shut 'em down
Tennessee to Uptown, niggaz is thuggin, mean muggin
Ain't no stoppin I'm hot, and the game is what I'm rovin nigga
[Chorus - 2X w/ ad ribs]
Get money nigga!