Letras:
Young Buck Let It Go

) [Young Buck:] Hey my nigga, down here in the dirty dirty We ain't with that fake rap beef shit You want to get into it lets go [Verse 1: Young Buck

Sosa) [Young Buck:] Hey my nigga, down here in the dirty dirty We ain't with that fake rap beef shit You want to get into it lets go [Verse 1: Young Buck

Fabolous] It's no love for the other side, fuck all the tricks Pop the glove on the other side, buck through the bricks Birds love how a brother ride, truckin it

life pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot

Out Some Body Go Tell Free To Help Em Out Yea Young Neefe Help Em Out Dress Up Like Run D.M.C To Help Em Out Yo P Go See Beenz And Break Em Out Show These

it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it

it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7: Young Buck] I'm talkin bout Scarface, OutKast

it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter

it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit