Young Buck - Court Date lyrics

[Young Buck - Court Date lyrics]

True, I'm in the hood like you
Same hunk of pains everyone go through
I'm just gettin' it, do what I do
I'm hated by many, and loved by few
Naw, You don't even have a clue
What kind of bills is due
The boys in blue, niggaz try to kill me too
So I hustle, I hustle, I hustle
You can' stop my hustle my bonds been paid
Bitch made niggaz get outa the way
These Fuck boys thought I
Wasn't gettin' out today
Okay, knock knock open up
(pow pow) Woke em up
Woke him up, like motherfucker
You done told him, what!
DEA go a search warrant what I did?
Roughed my bitch up
And put the cuffs on my kids
Mayne, Everybody actin' like they
Didnt say nothin
Ye, you like from your lyin'
My court dates comin'

My court dates coming my court dates coming
My court dates coming my court dates comin

The Days gettin' shorter my
Nights gettin' longer
Life is a bitch, But I love this hoe
So I'm on her my lawyer need money
Or he say he aint commin'
And I'm thinkin bout runnin'
But they still got my woman
If you aint did nothin, sittin in cell six
She aint ever seen nothin
So she couldn't tell shit
Tryin to take my kids
They say the parents arent fit
What they found aint no tellin
What the parents might get
But I tell em like this
I was sellin dem bricks
Puttin mine through school
Fuck what I'm wearin' on my wrist
Now my court date commin'
Of cours their Wonderin
If I'm really goin to show up
For one till the roll up
My brains sayin' hold up, my body sayin' go
Get it over with
Don't play with dem white folks
So I hustle, I hustle, I hustle
You can' stop my hustle

My court dates coming my court dates coming
My court dates coming my court dates comin

In twenty-four hours, my dreams is devoured
The DA hate me, and the judge is a coward
My house payed for, my kids got allowance
My mama all good
I got somethin' to be proud of
So ima lay it down
Do it on my own when I'm wrong
Fuck my hoes, I'll get at em when I'm home

Cause I hustle, I hustle, so fuck you
Fuck you
Never loved her, never did trust you
Fuckin' up the pain, call a nigga name up
Phone just rang, I answered you hang up
The hallway full of spectators
Black and whit people reading
Over court papers
My name gets called, I'm prepared for it all
Nowhere to sit the court room to small
I hear by law, I order you to come tomorrow
My lawyer put it off, so that means that

My court dates coming my court dates coming
My court dates coming my court dates comin

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret