DJ Drama - Knuck If You Buck lyrics

[Verse 1 - Mack Maine] Young Maine for President I'll probably paint the White House black if it was my residence Bush back in office, some n***as feel that's irrelevant Cause they still pedalin' this medicine, but anyway, anyday I can zurk off quick and make my semi spray Send some of my men away just to blow your men away Stephon Marbury type bullets, they like the penetrate Young Money, we outta school, but we got chemistry Young Spitta, Young Maine, Young Cop, Young Mobb, Tez Poe We don't pa** the rock n***a, we ball hog Mad slow in the Escalade n***a, y'all all fall Jack your fresh a** Caddy and steal your white walls n***a, we don't like y'all Hell yeah, we will fight y'all We ain't on no Tyson sh** We ain't tryin' bite y'all Knuckin' if you buckin', probably bustin' at your cousin How youngins' that spout something Y'all n***as ain't 'bout nothin' [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] n***a we bussin', and bussin', to the bang of buss No, we don't run for the Olympics, but the flame with us I got that tussin', that scummy, and that angel dust So pick your high, I will supply in correct changes, what's up We bring the bussin', we bussin' like this thang for us You n***as is sleeveless man, you can't hang with us I got a b**h who speak Spanglish She keep her bangles danglin' And the c**aine is right up in her an*s Old Wayne is right up in the spot where he supposed to Be, got Hova at the game and now he coachin' Me, but I've been the champion, happy as I ever been Lampin' in the Hamptons like, what the f** is a hammock The chef up in the kitchen like, what the f** is a sammich I'm like, we gotta find middle ground, we need balance Challenge me, that be to my advantage I'm outstanding, like standing outside up in the twister and walking not damaged Standing outside up in the blizzard and walking hot handed Serving nicklebags in Iraq, bet I will not panic Swerve the nickel black, if I wreck, bet I will not panic Cop another one the next day and drive it crazier The seats will be lazier, sh**'ll be gravier Nina Sarafeena my girl, so then I baby her Wavin' at her at 2 crazy, Fugazis, I'm too brazen, 3 brazees deep We got .380s and P80 9s, 9s, M-10ss and M1s and 12 gauges Shell cases, money put up for jail cases, bail make it My momma say, tuck your chain son, they'll take it I hit her with one of them stale faces, like I'll be damned momma, they know who I am momma I'm still your little boy, but to them, I'm the man momma f** with your boy, man Hollygrove the hood, n***a Throw it in your face 'til you get that understood [Verse 3 - Curren$y] n***as know I'm heavy with the coke, with the coke In the Impala SS and sittin' heavy on the spokes Never am I broke man, I'm playin with some change I get a n***a soaked like he playing in the rain And everywhere I go, a ho starin' at my chain I'm the most valuable player in the game All these haters wanna ride me Cause I got more kicks than n***as with black belts in karate Keep a redbone with a real nice body Just copped a 'Lac and a yellow Maserati n***as ain't f**in with the dawg When Young Money shoppin', we don't leave nothing in the mall These n***as ain't as rich as us Man your rims too small, get your motherf**ing inches up Cause I copped me a Benz today Just to go on 106 & Park and hand the keys over to Free and AJ Yeah