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Young Buck » Look At Me Now
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	[Young Buck:] You Know, Growin Up In The Hood, Is Gon' Do All Kinds Of Thangs, Ya Heard? Some Of Its Good, Some Of Its Bad, But The Things You Go Through In Life, Make You Who You Are Look At Me Now! [Mr. Porter:] From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong Now They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them Some I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On It Aint Too Much In The Hood I Don't Know How Many Times Do I Have To Say that i'm Grown Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know That You Niggas Is Hoes [Young Buck:] I Still Remember Them Nights Under The Street Lights Fiends Don't Give A Damn, They Want Who Got The Cheap Price I'm Trying To Get Right, Get It And Go You See People Is Dyin' Fast, And The Money Is Slow We Used To Hang In Front Of The Store Flag Down Cars To Be A Movie Star, Go Get A Glass Jar Once You Cook It And Cut It Homie, Go Stand Out In Public See The Work Sell's Itself, If Ya Got Enough Of It Plenty Thugs Get Shot, But See Its All In The Game Even I Took A Couple Of 'Em, But Still I Remain I Aint Dippin From That Same Lead Project Figga I Done Went With No Lights, And No Water Nigga And I'm Still Hood, That Mean I Still Cook Get On The Block And Go Get Mine, Like You Should How Can I Be Good? When Rappers Wanna Be Suge Suroundin' Myself With Family, So I Can Sleep Good [Mr. Porter:] From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong Now They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them Some I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On It Aint Too Much In The Hood I Don't Know How Many Times Do I Have To say that i'm grown Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know That You Niggas Is Hoes [Young Buck:] I Would Light Me A Cancer Stick, Thinkin How Can I Get My Momma Out The Bricks, And My Whole Click Legit Lil Jimmy In The Fed's, Its Just Me And Some Ted's We Cuttin Heads Doin Whatever To Buy A Loaf Of Bread The high speed chases, I Really Loved It To Blow 50 G's, And Don't Think Nothing Of It We Show Love, But Won't Get No Loved Show'd Back Whoa Kimosabi, What Part Of The Game Is That? This A Fact, And My War Wounds On Me Can Prove It But Look How You Made Me, Go And Show Ya I Can Do It I Sollomly Swear To Hold It Down For My Homeboy Locked Up And Don't Know If They Ev'a Coming Home Boy Time's Keep Tickin', Another Baby Is Born Thats Gon' Go Through The Same Stuff I Went Through, And More You Wonder Why I Hustle, My Life's On The Line My Baby Gotta Have Milk When She Cryin', Come On denaun [Mr. Porter:] From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong Now They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them Some I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On It Aint Too Much In The Hood I Don't Know How Many Times Do I have to say that i'm grown Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know That You Niggas Is Hoes [Young Buck:] Now Everybody Got They Hand Out Crackhead Willin' Spit These Millions Till They Ran'd Out Shorty Don't Wanna Holla Now, Cuz Her Man Out But Just Last Week I Couldnt Get It Out Her Damn Mouth No Where To Go, Look Like Im Stuck In These Bricks Seems Like The Good Die Young, The Bad Get Rich Quick Enough Of This Lemme Take You To A Whole Nother Level It's Like Stopin The Police From Rollin' Through The Ghetto Ain't Nuthing Gettin Better, But The Bills Gotta Get Paid That Money Come Up Short Then Them Tecks Gotta Get Spray'd Everybody Gotta Grave, We Just Waitin To Go To It No Matter What We Do, We Still Gon' Go Through It Some Say That I'm Heartless, And Don't Give A Damn They Wont Ever Understand Until They Get A Gram This Who I Am, Not Who I Wanna Be Open Up Your Eyes And See, What These Streets Have Done To Me [Mr. Porter:] From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them Some I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On It Aint Too Much In The Hood I Don't Know How Many Times Do I have to say that i'm grown Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know That You Niggas Is Hoes
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