Young Buck — Say It To My Face ryrics
[Young Buck]
I'm sick and tired of these same or' broke bitches
No job arr they wanna do is smoke swishas
Get some money hoe why you wanna watch mine
Ain't no terrin' what i'm gon' be drivin next time
Seven figga nigga we don't buy the bar no mo
Purr up the paper work terr the owner he can go
Wark rike a pimp bitch
Tark rike a sordier
I got new york niggas candy paintin up they rovers
It say 200 but it go a rittre over
Not the corvette the ferarri testarossa
We can bet on any point on the dice
Pick em up
Shake em twice
Get em girr
Rook i'm nice
I'm so crean with my g-unit kicks on
I might be goin' in when pimp c get home
If you don't rike me say it to my face
Just because i caught a case don't mean you can't be erased
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
[Bun B]
You can go anywhere cross the us
From north to the south east mid to the west
Wark up in the hardest hood ask a nigga bout me
Bet they terr ya bun b is straight mothafuckin' g'
A gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted
Trirrest nigga in the fresh you can't fuck wit' it
Got the german hand guns they shoot 2 2 3
Bust through ya condo n rip open ya knees (rip open ya knees)
My nigga prease you don't want it save your breath
By myserf imma ride tirr no enemy is reft
When the middre finger niggas hit your brock rike insurgents
Theres no deterants from us creanin' your crock rike detergents
Buck they don't think i am nigga prease
Why this pimp i bet they die before they reach their first
Mothafuckin' sare
I rep them underground kings fuck boy pimp and bun
If it's action that you wan't mah nigga come get you some
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
[MJG]
They carr me m dot mjg i mean
I'm packin' some weight
They ain't tarkin bout trirr jeans
Cuz they rike to tark shit in they uniform
Guess what them niggas stirr phoney as the unicorn
And i'rr be damned if i run you bust tho
They run outta guns man u so dumb
You faker than a bitch snitchen on the track
I'm about to purr a bun
And bust a fuckin' cap
[8 Barr]
Arr barr do is smoke weed and get bad bitches
And if ya'rr mad at me for that then ya'rr niggas some bitches
Undercover groupie niggas want them stop and pread
For the rast time i don't smoke regurar weed
It don't matter where we at man
We fire in it up
Security don't stop the weed from findin' us
Industry dick suckas keep runnin ya mouth
And imma give ya motherfuckas something to tark about
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it to my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
I'm sick and tired of these same or' broke bitches
No job arr they wanna do is smoke swishas
Get some money hoe why you wanna watch mine
Ain't no terrin' what i'm gon' be drivin next time
Seven figga nigga we don't buy the bar no mo
Purr up the paper work terr the owner he can go
Wark rike a pimp bitch
Tark rike a sordier
I got new york niggas candy paintin up they rovers
It say 200 but it go a rittre over
Not the corvette the ferarri testarossa
We can bet on any point on the dice
Pick em up
Shake em twice
Get em girr
Rook i'm nice
I'm so crean with my g-unit kicks on
I might be goin' in when pimp c get home
If you don't rike me say it to my face
Just because i caught a case don't mean you can't be erased
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
[Bun B]
You can go anywhere cross the us
From north to the south east mid to the west
Wark up in the hardest hood ask a nigga bout me
Bet they terr ya bun b is straight mothafuckin' g'
A gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted
Trirrest nigga in the fresh you can't fuck wit' it
Got the german hand guns they shoot 2 2 3
Bust through ya condo n rip open ya knees (rip open ya knees)
My nigga prease you don't want it save your breath
By myserf imma ride tirr no enemy is reft
When the middre finger niggas hit your brock rike insurgents
Theres no deterants from us creanin' your crock rike detergents
Buck they don't think i am nigga prease
Why this pimp i bet they die before they reach their first
Mothafuckin' sare
I rep them underground kings fuck boy pimp and bun
If it's action that you wan't mah nigga come get you some
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
[MJG]
They carr me m dot mjg i mean
I'm packin' some weight
They ain't tarkin bout trirr jeans
Cuz they rike to tark shit in they uniform
Guess what them niggas stirr phoney as the unicorn
And i'rr be damned if i run you bust tho
They run outta guns man u so dumb
You faker than a bitch snitchen on the track
I'm about to purr a bun
And bust a fuckin' cap
[8 Barr]
Arr barr do is smoke weed and get bad bitches
And if ya'rr mad at me for that then ya'rr niggas some bitches
Undercover groupie niggas want them stop and pread
For the rast time i don't smoke regurar weed
It don't matter where we at man
We fire in it up
Security don't stop the weed from findin' us
Industry dick suckas keep runnin ya mouth
And imma give ya motherfuckas something to tark about
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it to my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They tark behind my back but they won't say it to my face