Young Buck - Get Ya Money Right lyrics

I don't know how I be
Coming up with this shit
I ain't wrote shit none of this shit
I'm just talking from the heart nigga

My nigga's still going to post up and they
Ain't going nowhere till they money right
We posted up standing right
Here ain't going nowhere
My nigga's still going to post up and they
Ain't going nowhere till they money right
Still working we going to die
Trapping ain't going no where
These hoes don't want no broke
Nigga's na na na na
Ain't fucking around with no broke
Nigga's na na na na
So my nigga's going to post up and
Stand right here till they money right
All my nigga's that's in the trap still
Trapping y'all know what it's like

I don't know about you but I
Know I'm on my way though
Double cup in the kitchen and in
Here whipping with this yayo
They hoes be saying I been missing they still
Going to do what I say though
Tell your baby daddy I got blocks bitch laker
10 bricks wrapped up in the Winnebago
Watch me make all this shit
Disappear in a day though
Boss I'm so full of fucking
Sauce call me prego (roll it)
I just showed banks so many bricks
That I didn't pay for
I just told kid kid to come and
Get it what's the wait for
And yayo he been with it shit
The whole New York state know
I didn't come to play hoe
(naw 50 I ain't playing with these nigga's)
No I didn't come to play hoe
I just lift the weight though
I'm praying that this package make it
Here it's from the bay though
No nigga's still finessing for the
Chick they selling clay though
10 tapes in 10 months now
We still in May though
10 bullets 10 bricks 10 pints on
The way hoe let's go now they know

My nigga's still going to post up and they
Ain't going nowhere till they money right
We posted up standing right
Here ain't going nowhere
My nigga's still going to post up and they
Ain't going nowhere till they money right
Still working we going to die
Trapping ain't going no where
These hoes don't want no broke
Nigga's na na na na
Ain't fucking around with no broke
Nigga's na na na na
So my nigga's going to post up and
Stand right here till they money right
All my nigga's that's in the trap still
Trapping y'all know what it's like

Y'all know when the dope boys come through
And that shit be running right
All the bitches going to do what
The nigga's getting money like
Ball like it's the weekend even though
This is a Monday night
Tell them nigga's I got white
And a dirty sprite
And a hundred rounds for nigga's
Trying to earn a stripe
I've been posting up for years
Bitch I deserve this life
Yeah yeah you serve my old hand
Yeah yeah we go way back
All this snitches shit is new we
Didn't play that no no
We didn't wear that no no we
Didn't say that no no
We didn't care then no no
We didn't pay that aight
We used to share then yeah yeah
We didn't weigh that no no
Back when nigga's kept the brick's
Where they stayed at

My nigga's still going to post up and they
Ain't going nowhere till they money right
We posted up standing right
Here ain't going nowhere
My nigga's still going to post up and they
Ain't going nowhere till they money right
Still working we going to die
Trapping ain't going no where
These hoes don't want no broke
Nigga's na na na na
Ain't fucking around with no broke
Nigga's na na na na
So my nigga's going to post up and
Stand right here till they money right
All my nigga's that's in the trap still
Trapping y'all know what it's like

Yeah I'm talking about you know
Nigga's in the trenches the gutter
The ghetto the trap
Whatever ya'll know it as
Talking about nigga make it
Nothing into something
Street nigga's you know
It's the unit man we ain't
Never going no where
Get used to us you bitch you
Street king immortal on the way
50 about to fuck you nigga's up out here
Banks cold corner 3 it's on the way