Young Buck - This sh** Rough lyrics

[Verse 1:] I had a feeling n***as was gon be with this sh** cause it was dry And either You take what you could get or you gon sit there and just die Learn a long time ago get yo money never mind a ho Got 10 years invested and yo b**h naked dick down her throat Catch me dirty and trapping up until something occurs And then there's spikes on my sneakers red on the bottom of hers n***a don't do nothing but do this That's right n***a you clueless But that's the only way a street n***a can get through this Meditating like a buddhist n***as cool but I'm the coolest Take this cup and I'm a screw this Tryna get money like I'm j**ish Who this n***a think he is? just gone f** all of our hoes Put coke all on the city and then just jump up and go, no! Truth is I heard it all before There ain't too much you can't say that make me wanna stop it doe I told my patna Push a million dollars ain't enough And ain't no dope out in this streets n***a ain't it rough [Hook] Big old chain on your neck and you just came just to flex We just came just to come up then go hang in the jets Let me get that drop it this sh** rough Let me get that drop it this sh** rough You got ice on your wrist and I got money on my mind That mean I'm tired of being broke and then you running out of time Let me get that drop it this sh** rough Let me get that drop it this sh** rough [Verse 2:] Talk to me baby what is that p**y gone do for me I buy you this bag is you gone shoot to me? All this money coming Honestly this sh** is spooking me Plus I ain't been seeing my kids like a do usually Crackers ask me who I am I tell them hoes just google me Back this bentley up excuse me can you move for me Left all my feelings at my mama house came out like f** ya'll Everybody buying bricks everybody but ya'll Lil dude just a rapper, blood, don't let them n***as play you Ungrateful a** b**h cause is last time I save you Keep tweeting all them lies Like you really seeing them pies And cookin' all that coke you a broke n***a in disguised We laughing at you guys And ya'll colombian ties If I told you what your b**h be doin' you you would be surprised Hey lil buddy keep pushin' it quarter key ain't enough And ain't no dope in these streets boy you see that it's rough [Hook]