Young Buck - What You Lookin At lyrics

[Young Buck:] Hey what up n***a? [VOICE:] What you lookin' at? [Young Buck:] About to see if these n***as got a problem with me out here Lets go All my n***as thats strapped in the club All my b**hes thats strapped in the club Ya'll know what it is [Chorus: VOICE] I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) [Verse 1: Sosa] I think I know, its cause a n***as paid and you ain't rich yet Waitin' on your first i'm on like my sixth big check Quarter ounce saids n***a you ain't seen a brick yet Walk around with my dick smellin' like your b**h breath When I was broke and f**ed they wasn't hatin' no Rollin' in the latest cut Dro in the masenger I pull strings like a guitar cuz And roll blunts that end up better than the cigar was I ain't negotiating my deal I was like "Pay me stunna" Put a n***a out and watch me put out Jay-Z numbers Made a hundred in '05 that was a crazy summer Holla "Free everyone" out of an AP Hummer Now my n***a out in L.A. got to say we gettin' money, long as fate keep it comin' I'm a make another hundred Grind hard motherf**er I'm about mine I do this All Star f**in' with Southside of the Unit [Chorus: VOICE] I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) [Verse 2: Hi-C] I get paid off my blocks like Reggie White I missed my seven flight Cause I had a ready bite Oh we them block guys Automatic Glock mask I could show you how to whip it up clockwise I use an AK n***a then pump the shotty Put the heater in his mouth now thats a hot tamale Dope boy swag With a .44 Mag Tied up in the bag Got to get that cash..on the low I can take you to the proper work In that blue Bentley with Buck is that Papa Smurf? I'll pop ya first If you step wrong Bulletproof Teflon Maybe thats a deaf song Have them bullets cave in his chest bone The 380 look good cause its dressed chrome For this Ca$hville sh** I'll k** your a** f** a check n***a Hi want a mill in cash [Chorus: VOICE] I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) [Verse 3: C-Bo] I got 'em mad at me cause i'm iced out Ridin' hard shinin' just like a light house Get money money A hood boss thats why they hate me Pissed off cause my shimmy come in packs a week Plus my price is cheap So you know my push is deep Get it in and get it gone thats my recipe (Keep it movin') All that talk sh** is weak man My goons murder through the motherf**in' street man And i'm ridin' for my South n***as So watch your mouth or them Ks 'gon come out n***as Hatin' on the kid Cause them b**hes on my dick Every car that I whip Keep them rims doin' flips Got 'em sick I got money and the power Any competition, game over I will holla So get your mind right and get your money up And stop hatin' before you get your life f**ed up [Chorus: VOICE] I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) I'm about to see Why you hatin' on me (What you lookin' at?) [Verse 4: Sosa] I'm about to see man Ho a** n***a Hatin' a** n***a I can see it in your eyes Is it the way I walk the sh**, I talk or what I drive? I do this sh** for real n***as rappin' tellin' lies About how they do pimpin', jackin', and sellin' pies I be stayin' away from hos who don't want to see me on my grind Cupcake I know your fine But once I f** I ain't got time I hit the strip club with six or seven dimes I break a chicken down flip six or seven times The candy painted Chevy lookin' like a sip of wine Perigon Impala nineteen sixty nine I bought a brand new pistol it bust fifty times In case a n***a out here try to f** with my shine I hit the club tryin' to push a couple of lines Pop a couple of pills, get some hips and thighs I put this on my tattoos do not blow my high Cause if we get into it somebody got to die