Thuggin Til I'm Gone

[Intro: Young Buck]

What’s up niggas

Yea

You niggas know I ain't goin' nowhere

I am the hood

(Is it because I’m black?)

Only time you niggas gon' see me

Is when I’m gon' get my motherfuckin' money on, nigga

But I be back

Hold up nigga, Young buck, let’s go

[Verse 1: Young Buck]

Buck Marley nigga tell me where the weed at

I pop a nigga tonight then listen for the feedback

You see who did it but I bet you keep your mouth closed

I don't know about y'all but that’s how the dirty south go

Check your rear view and please lock your front doors

Niggas like me we be all in your household

While your out cold niggas in your stashbox

Tryin’ to play that hero role and get that ass popped

The dеvil made me do it now I’m screamin (Oh lord)

Tryin’ to bеat this case and it’s so hard

Preparing myself to go against the next man

Loading up with my right and shooting with my left hand

I watch my cousin shake and take his last breath man

So when people talk about them i be like, eh?

Understand if you ain’t never been through it

Get a gun and some life insurance that’s how we do it, yeah

[Chorus: Young Buck]

They say I’m right if I’m livin how they like

But they tell me that I’m wrong if I’m thugging on my own

So I just live my life like a soldier on a battlefield

Doing what it takes every night to make it home

(yeah) I’m thuggin till I'm gone

So hollar when you see me nigga, thuggin till I’m gone

I know my people need me nigga, thuggin till I’m gone

So hollar when you see me nigga, thuggin till I’m gone

I know my people need me nigga

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

Yeah, I’m up early in the morning burning haze out a long swish

Throw up on the carpet and waking up to the wrong chick

Nina on the dresser that’ll splatter a intruder

I’m grown but years ago I woulda had it on a spooder

Trying to balance off the buddha and get my niggas out the jets

Dealing with the jelly and temptations of Malcom X

Mama wants a mansion, papa wants what I can give him

Lend my helping hand to my man so he don't land in prison

Show a pit blood he’s going to snap until he draws some

You deserve the same homicide if you report one

Niggas better hope I do breakthrough numbers

Because I’ve been broke for 20 years and only ate two summers

I need the money I’m holding the Glock one in the top

Ain’t nothing funny it's supposed to be hot fold it or not

They want it from me I’m holding my spot roll with the block

Now its sunny I’ll roll in the drop you’ve gotta love me

[Chorus: Young Buck]

They say I’m right if I’m livin how they like

But they tell me that I’m wrong if I’m thugging on my own

So I just live my life like a soldier on a battlefield

Doing what it takes every night to make it home

(yeah) I’m thuggin till I’m gone

So hollar when you see me nigga, thuggin till I’m gone

I know my people need me nigga, thuggin till I’m gone

So hollar when you see me nigga, thuggin till I’m gone

I know my people need me nigga