| Song | Taking Hits - Album Version (Edited) |
| Artist | Young Buck |
| Album | Straight Outta Cashville |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brown, Houston, Neauregard ... | |
| Hello? What's up, who is this? | |
| Yo nigga, this murda rich | |
| What's up nigga? | |
| What's up with you my nigga?, | |
| Check this out | |
| Some shit done popped of right? | |
| YeahI need you and ' | |
| Tay to go handle it, aight | |
| I got like a hundred sittin on this nigga's fat | |
| Bring it back to me on a plate, that's whats up, aight | |
| I'm not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I'm not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| It's gon' cost, but we gon' get him gone, take his life away2 | |
| A.K's, we gon' send him home | |
| This is how we livin' from the projects to the prisons | |
| So don't be to comfortable, bitch 'cuz you can be a victim | |
| Get 'em buck, hit 'em up, ambulance pick 'em up | |
| Should've duck'd, got killed, nigga wasn't quick enough | |
| Shit is real, | |
| I ain't here for no bullshit, | |
| I'm here with a full clip | |
| Now lemme show you niggas what you'll get, get 'em ' | |
| TayThey never seen a mad man, come and dump up on these fools | |
| Get the 4-5 cocked back, gunnin' at you dudes | |
| Black down, thuged out and masked to match | |
| I'm not doin' it 'cuz theme pussy niggas, bastards cap | |
| Who want that? you want that, | |
| I don't think you do | |
| Like I gun the bloody down, shit, | |
| I gun you too | |
| I'm like 50, | |
| I don't care if it's platinum or white gold | |
| Soon as I cock it back, gimme that ice hoe, yeah | |
| I'm not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I'm not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| Hello? Yo buck, murder rich nigga | |
| What's up nigga? | |
| Man, I'm tryin to see whats up with that business, nigga | |
| Hey man, we f'nd to bust this niggas head, hit you back, | |
| I'ma aight? | |
| Hey there he go, he don't know that we behind him | |
| So go pull up beside him, and lemme put this 9 in him | |
| You ever seen the 30-30 with the scope on it? | |
| A bunch of niggas smokin' weed, that got dope on it | |
| And we don't leave no evidence, or no finger prints | |
| Follow certain elements, 'cuz niggas goto jail for this | |
| They say I'm heaven sent, | |
| I think I'm hell bound' | |
| Cuz I'm addicted to the way a 12 gauge sound | |
| I keep the dough in, swing the chopper and the pit-bull shit | |
| If he run, he ain't gettin' one, get a clip full of it | |
| That's for movin', must have been some confusion, when | |
| I came inTold you lay the fuck down, or else these bullets cave in | |
| Must thought | |
| I was playin, | |
| I'ma let you know when | |
| I shoot that 4 | |
| How it go when a gangster roll, murder man | |
| Blood bath, what'd you take it for | |
| I ain't playin' games, ain't nothing gon' ever change | |
| Murder put money on your head, gimme his brain, muthafucka | |
| I'm not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I'm not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits |
| zuo qu : Brown, Houston, Neauregard ... | |
| Hello? What' s up, who is this? | |
| Yo nigga, this murda rich | |
| What' s up nigga? | |
| What' s up with you my nigga?, | |
| Check this out | |
| Some shit done popped of right? | |
| YeahI need you and ' | |
| Tay to go handle it, aight | |
| I got like a hundred sittin on this nigga' s fat | |
| Bring it back to me on a plate, that' s whats up, aight | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| It' s gon' cost, but we gon' get him gone, take his life away2 | |
| A. K' s, we gon' send him home | |
| This is how we livin' from the projects to the prisons | |
| So don' t be to comfortable, bitch ' cuz you can be a victim | |
| Get ' em buck, hit ' em up, ambulance pick ' em up | |
| Should' ve duck' d, got killed, nigga wasn' t quick enough | |
| Shit is real, | |
| I ain' t here for no bullshit, | |
| I' m here with a full clip | |
| Now lemme show you niggas what you' ll get, get ' em ' | |
| TayThey never seen a mad man, come and dump up on these fools | |
| Get the 45 cocked back, gunnin' at you dudes | |
| Black down, thuged out and masked to match | |
| I' m not doin' it ' cuz theme pussy niggas, bastards cap | |
| Who want that? you want that, | |
| I don' t think you do | |
| Like I gun the bloody down, shit, | |
| I gun you too | |
| I' m like 50, | |
| I don' t care if it' s platinum or white gold | |
| Soon as I cock it back, gimme that ice hoe, yeah | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| Hello? Yo buck, murder rich nigga | |
| What' s up nigga? | |
| Man, I' m tryin to see whats up with that business, nigga | |
| Hey man, we f' nd to bust this niggas head, hit you back, | |
| I' ma aight? | |
| Hey there he go, he don' t know that we behind him | |
| So go pull up beside him, and lemme put this 9 in him | |
| You ever seen the 3030 with the scope on it? | |
| A bunch of niggas smokin' weed, that got dope on it | |
| And we don' t leave no evidence, or no finger prints | |
| Follow certain elements, ' cuz niggas goto jail for this | |
| They say I' m heaven sent, | |
| I think I' m hell bound' | |
| Cuz I' m addicted to the way a 12 gauge sound | |
| I keep the dough in, swing the chopper and the pitbull shit | |
| If he run, he ain' t gettin' one, get a clip full of it | |
| That' s for movin', must have been some confusion, when | |
| I came inTold you lay the fuck down, or else these bullets cave in | |
| Must thought | |
| I was playin, | |
| I' ma let you know when | |
| I shoot that 4 | |
| How it go when a gangster roll, murder man | |
| Blood bath, what' d you take it for | |
| I ain' t playin' games, ain' t nothing gon' ever change | |
| Murder put money on your head, gimme his brain, muthafucka | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits |
| zuò qǔ : Brown, Houston, Neauregard ... | |
| Hello? What' s up, who is this? | |
| Yo nigga, this murda rich | |
| What' s up nigga? | |
| What' s up with you my nigga?, | |
| Check this out | |
| Some shit done popped of right? | |
| YeahI need you and ' | |
| Tay to go handle it, aight | |
| I got like a hundred sittin on this nigga' s fat | |
| Bring it back to me on a plate, that' s whats up, aight | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| It' s gon' cost, but we gon' get him gone, take his life away2 | |
| A. K' s, we gon' send him home | |
| This is how we livin' from the projects to the prisons | |
| So don' t be to comfortable, bitch ' cuz you can be a victim | |
| Get ' em buck, hit ' em up, ambulance pick ' em up | |
| Should' ve duck' d, got killed, nigga wasn' t quick enough | |
| Shit is real, | |
| I ain' t here for no bullshit, | |
| I' m here with a full clip | |
| Now lemme show you niggas what you' ll get, get ' em ' | |
| TayThey never seen a mad man, come and dump up on these fools | |
| Get the 45 cocked back, gunnin' at you dudes | |
| Black down, thuged out and masked to match | |
| I' m not doin' it ' cuz theme pussy niggas, bastards cap | |
| Who want that? you want that, | |
| I don' t think you do | |
| Like I gun the bloody down, shit, | |
| I gun you too | |
| I' m like 50, | |
| I don' t care if it' s platinum or white gold | |
| Soon as I cock it back, gimme that ice hoe, yeah | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| Hello? Yo buck, murder rich nigga | |
| What' s up nigga? | |
| Man, I' m tryin to see whats up with that business, nigga | |
| Hey man, we f' nd to bust this niggas head, hit you back, | |
| I' ma aight? | |
| Hey there he go, he don' t know that we behind him | |
| So go pull up beside him, and lemme put this 9 in him | |
| You ever seen the 3030 with the scope on it? | |
| A bunch of niggas smokin' weed, that got dope on it | |
| And we don' t leave no evidence, or no finger prints | |
| Follow certain elements, ' cuz niggas goto jail for this | |
| They say I' m heaven sent, | |
| I think I' m hell bound' | |
| Cuz I' m addicted to the way a 12 gauge sound | |
| I keep the dough in, swing the chopper and the pitbull shit | |
| If he run, he ain' t gettin' one, get a clip full of it | |
| That' s for movin', must have been some confusion, when | |
| I came inTold you lay the fuck down, or else these bullets cave in | |
| Must thought | |
| I was playin, | |
| I' ma let you know when | |
| I shoot that 4 | |
| How it go when a gangster roll, murder man | |
| Blood bath, what' d you take it for | |
| I ain' t playin' games, ain' t nothing gon' ever change | |
| Murder put money on your head, gimme his brain, muthafucka | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits | |
| I' m not stopin', ya heard what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can | |
| Point him out, and | |
| I' ll pop him, walk up on him and drop him | |
| I' ve been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin | |
| We takin' hits |