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  • Shorty Wanna Ride
  • Let Me in
  • Thug in The Club
  • Dickie Fits
  • All My Life
  • Crime Pays
  • Hard Hitters
  • Get Your Murder On
  • Get Buck
  • Blood In Blood Out
  • Caught In The Wind
  • Thugged Out
  • Lose My Mind
  • All About Money
  • Push Em Back
  • Can't Keep Livin'
  • Money Good
  • Clean Up Man
  • Bang Bang
  • Puff Puff Pass
  • Do It Like Me
  • Penny Pinchin'
  • Purse First
  • Don't Need No Help
  • Black Gloves
  • Stomp
  • Thou Shall
  • I Know You Want Me
  • Died And Came Back
  • Hold On
  • Buss Yo' Head
  • Caught in the Wind (Chopped & Screwed)
  • Did You Miss Me
  • Slow Ya Roll
  • Get Your Murder On (Chopped & Screwed)
  • Letter To the Labels
  • Haters
  • All My Life (Chopped & Screwed)
  • My Interview
  • Blood in Blood Out (Chopped & Screwed)
  • It Ain't A Problem (feat. JT The Bigga Figga)
  • Say It To My Face
  • Dickie Fits (Chopped & Screwed)
  • Ya Betta Know It
  • When the Rain Stops
  • Thugged Out (Chopped & Screwed)
  • Let Me In (Dirty)
  • Pocket Full Of Paper
  • I'm A Soldier
  • Hard Hitters (Chopped & Screwed)

[Young Buck Talking]
If i should die before i wake
Lord Please my soul you'll take
Eh eh pass that blunt
Man i ain't even asked for this shit
Man this the realest shit i ever wrote though
But you know, i guess im thuggin it up

[Verse 1]
Theres no way i can hide it, you can see the pain in my eyes
I ain't thinkin' 'bout college to busy tryin to stay alive
They done cut the water off and i ain't tryin' to see the lights go
Even little shit like 5 dollars i'ma fight fo'
My sisters only twelve and shes pregnant with a baby
My brothers goin' to jail and my mama's goin' crazy
I'm all by my self, mutha fuck my old lady
Cause soon no money left, she was fuckin' niggas daily
We already in hell Lord please can you save me
Im ridin' with a 12 guage i know these niggas hate me
I got a few birds and a few words for you niggas on the street
Im swervin' in excursions i know you heard of me
I got them mad at me, I hit the block cop drop that nigga bad ain't he
We sell rocks, bust glocks and keep our rags hangin'
Thug Niggas shootin they cops, Look we ain't playin'
Anywhere sittin on shops

[Chorus]
I wonder if i died and came back
Would God still make a nigga stay here and slang crack
Would everybody treat me like i was the same cat
Theres gotta be somebody that can come and explain that
I knooowwwww

I wonder if i died and came back
Would God still make a nigga stay here and slang crack
Would everybody treat me like i was the same cat
Theres gotta be somebody that can come and explain that
I knooowwwww
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