Young Buck - Thug Til Your d**h Day lyrics

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Young Buck - Thug Til Your d**h Day lyrics

As I walk through the street 45 on my front, AK on my back seat Smokin' your fat a** across the street Then I ask myself "How do I survive?" [Verse 1: Young Buck] How can I tell ya'll to stop sellin' bricks? Thats the way that man choose to pay his rent sh** its hard to get a job gettin' out the pen Then they wonder why we right back in that b**h again Try to peace talk and sit down like men But then theres always a friend that be like "f** them" When the guns bust a body must fall Nothin' can stop it, not even Farrakhan's calls Its a shame though What I came in the game fo' I really done slanged dope So really i'm thankful To be in a position to make a thug listen Ain't no tellin' who 'gon come up missin' or go to prison Run from me, try to hide it from your kids Let 'em hear about it, before they go see what it is I can give it to ya, tell you about what I done did Even though i'm gettin' money ya'll this is how I live [Chorus: Young Buck] Still on the block lookin' for a better way Its safe to say I'm thuggin' 'till my d**h day Every gangsta in the world let us all pray And put in work homie, thug 'till your d**h day Still on the block lookin' for a better way Its safe to say I'm thuggin' 'till my d**h day Every gangsta in the world let us all pray And put in work homie, thug 'till your d**h day [Verse 2: Young Buck] Now everybody in the race for the first place They gave Deke twenty years for his first case We form gangs to protect our hood If the police could lock us all up they would But we don't trip no Just pray to god we got a big fo' Relyin' on side hustles to get dough Ain't nobody rich, even if you workin' with some millions You need more money to support your cost of livin' See we don't cry in the hood no mo' Ain't really too much I ain't seen befo' And crack head Fred he'd k** for a n***a When it came down to it he did for a n***a That don't get no realer Cause ya'll n***as ran You was the only man with a gun in ya hand Good thing that I don't trust a n***a with my life Fill the clip with hollowtips, we ridin' tonight [Chorus: Young Buck] Still on the block lookin' for a better way Its safe to say I'm thuggin' 'till my d**h day Every gangsta in the world let us all pray And put in work homie, thug 'till your d**h day Still on the block lookin' for a better way Its safe to say I'm thuggin' 'till my d**h day Every gangsta in the world let us all pray And put in work homie, thug 'till your d**h day [Voice:] Every neighborhood Every project Every one in the motherf**in' world We got to ride n***as Motherf** the police Got no love A man is only good as his word d**h is something that comes to us all What you scared for? n***a what you scared for? Ride Gangsta holla when you see me

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