Young Buck - Get Ya Money Right lyrics

[Intro] I don't know how I be coming up with this sh** I ain't wrote sh** none of this sh** I'm just talking from the heart n***a [Chorus] My n***a's still going to post up and they ain't going nowhere till they money right We posted up standing right here ain't going nowhere My n***a's still going to post up and they ain't going nowhere till they money right Still working we going to die trapping ain't going no where Theese hoes don't want no broke n***a's na na na na Ain't f**ing around with no broke n***a's na na na na So my n***a's going to post up and stand right here till they money right All my n***a's that's in the trap still trapping y'all know what it's like [Verse 1] I don't know about you but I know I'm on my way though Double cup in the kitchen and in here whipping with this yayo They hoes be saying I been missing they still going to do what I say though Tell your baby daddy I got blocks b**h laker 10 bricks wrapped up in the Winnebago Watch me make all this sh** disappear in a day though Boss I'm so full of f**ing sauce call me prego (roll it) I just showed banks so many bricks that I didn't pay for I just told kid kid to come and get it what's the wait for And yayo he been with it sh** the whole New York state know I didn't come to play hoe (naw 50 I ain't playing with these n***a's) No I didn't come to play hoe I just lift the weight though I'm praying that this package make it here it's from the bay though No n***a's still finessing for the chick they selling clay though 10 tapes in 10 months now we still in May though 10 bullets 10 bricks 10 pints on the way hoe let's go Now they know [Chorus] My n***a's still going to post up and they ain't going nowhere till they money right We posted up standing right here ain't going nowhere My n***a's still going to post up and they ain't going nowhere till they money right Still working we going to die trapping ain't going no where Theese hoes don't want no broke n***a's na na na na Ain't f**ing around with no broke n***a's na na na na So my n***a's going to post up and stand right here till they money right All my n***a's that's in the trap still trapping y'all know what it's like [Verse 2] Y'all know when the dope boys come through and that sh** be running right All the b**hes going to do what the n***a's getting money like Ball like it's the weekend even though this is a Monday night Tell them n***a's I got white and a dirty sprite And a hundred rounds for n***a's trying to earn a stripe I've been posting up for years b**h I deserve this life Yeah yeah you serve my old hand yeah yeah we go way back All this snitches sh** is new we didn't play that no no We didn't wear that no no we didn't say that no no We didn't care then no no we didn't pay that aight We used to share then yeah yeah we didn't weigh that no no Back when n***a's kept the brick's where they stayed at [Chorus] My n***a's still going to post up and they ain't going nowhere till they money right We posted up standing right here ain't going nowhere My n***a's still going to post up and they ain't going nowhere till they money right Still working we going to die trapping ain't going no where Theese hoes don't want no broke n***a's na na na na Ain't f**ing around with no broke n***a's na na na na So my n***a's going to post up and stand right here till they money right All my n***a's that's in the trap still trapping y'all know what it's like [Outro] Yeah I'm talking about you know n***a's in the trenches the gutter the ghetto the trap Whatever ya'll know it as Talking about n***a make it nothing into something Street n***a's you know It's the unit man we ain't never going no where Get used to us you b**h you Street king immortal on the way 50 about to f** you n***a's up out here Banks cold corner 3 it's on the way