18.Get It All
(Intro：Young Buck) You know whudd it is. G-Uniit, SAA-OUTH!
(All Star) Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Yeah (G'yeah), I'm tha Prince of tha
'Ville. Ha. All Star. Lyrics wise, I'm tha best man, y'all
already know So dis time around I'm gon' done down my flow, man
There very few rappas dat use to git it off snow From my mouf to
y'all ears, man these niggas is ho's Runnin' around to tha bars,
sayin' how fake I am Then ya see me in tha streets and ya
shakin' my hand (Whuddup Stunna？) Then you pull off in ya ride
and ya playin' my jam Nigga make up ya mind, Is you a hata or
fan？ Damn! Y'all niggas is actin' way to tough Don't make me
send my niggas through, make you shut df up (Shhh) I ain't
givin' in to all dat he sayd she sayd
My niggas (Taking Hits) like Buck ＆ D-Tay Tell me whatchu know
about Star？ Pull out from tha club with ya bitch in the car!
Have they mind blown from tha shit in tha jar And then pop
anutha bottle, 'nutha twisted, nutha gone Easy git anutha bitch,
f＊＊k it - we all rich (F＊＊k It!) Shiit, if we ain't - chya
babymama convinst (Ha ha) Yeah, if he ain't, how he talk so
slick 'Cause on tha low in 04, he really bought those bricks Tha
case is beat, we f＊＊kin' wit' rap (Pac-Man) runnin' wit' us, so
they callin' him bad He offically grind hard, so how gutta's dat
East-syde heavy hittas don't do nuthin' but Trap Tha streets
respect a nigga, 'cause I grind and ball They say Star even
gittin' love behind tha walls Take dis mixtape money, go and buy
me a coup' See, I'm remindin' you, of what you trynnah do
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