Choose One

[Chorus: Young Buck]

All I see is dead people

Come through the hood, niggas starving

If you ain't tryna pay what I'm charging

All I see is dead people

I ain't doing no arguing

No deals, I ain't giving no bargains

My Glock 9 give you 16 ways to die - choose one

Give it to ya how you want it

My .45 give you 32 ways to die - choose one

It's shoot 'em up bang, bang, shit, we still on it, nigga

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Every day a star's rising

It ain't no love here, but your heart's tied in

Soul's slipping, sparks flying

Masterpieces is an art dying

Crime release, we break apart lying

Man down, the parts crying

Tears of joys heal a real McCoy

Bury your worries, don't wonder who rides for ya

Know yourself, relax and study

Bloody your uniform, no rest, keep moving on

Anybody who do you wrong, wrong turn, it's on

[Verse 2: Young Buck]

Somebody chain got took, somebody life got lost

Somebody water not working, somebody lights cut off

I watched my partner OD in '03 in front of me

Took the plea, went on a spree, damn near did the whole ki

Paranoid, nose dirty, 'bout to go for them thirty

You keep saying he's hurting, now all his homies is worried

Second-guessing this gangster, they don't know what he said

They don't know what he told, but now you know that he dead

[Chorus: Young Buck]

All I see is dead people

Come through the hood, niggas starving

If you ain't tryna pay what I'm charging

All I see is dead people

I ain't doing no arguing

No deals, I ain't giving no bargains

My Glock 9 give you 16 ways to die - choose one

Give it to ya how you want it

My .45 give you 32 ways to die - choose one

It's shoot 'em up bang, bang, shit, we still on it, nigga

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]

I'm in them trenches like I'm a marine sniper in his Gillie suit

HK, SK, turn niggas vegetable

Live past 22 like climbing Mount Everest with one shoe or flip-flop

Middle finger to the opp'

Bacon, egg and cheese at my clip from last night

Smoking, think about that drama from last night

Emotion in your mind, love and hate cause casualty

These old dogs wack in that cave mentality

[Verse 4: Kidd Kidd]

Dope boy salary, block ground athlete

Move so much weight I lost a couple calories

The palms sells the size of D batteries

Get hit like Jay Rock when that fat nigga squeeze

My homie Kenny Booth doing life over 8 racks

He broke down in court when they played the tape back

I’m from Mazant, 6 shots, I ate that

Now I won't pay back, let my kids slay that

[Chorus: Young Buck]

All I see is dead people

Come through the hood, niggas starving

If you ain't tryna pay what I'm charging

All I see is dead people

I ain't doing no arguing

No deals, I ain't giving no bargains

My Glock 9 give you 16 ways to die - choose one

Give it to ya how you want it

My .45 give you 32 ways to die - choose one

It's shoot 'em up bang, bang, shit, we still on it, nigga