paroles de chanson Taking Hits - Young Buck

Hello?
What's up, who is this?
Yo nigga, this Murder Rich, what's up nigga?
What's up with you my nigga?
Check this out
There's some shit done popped off right
I'ma need you and Tay to go handle it right
I got like a hundred set man on this nigga's face
Bring it back to me on a plate, that's what's up

I'm not stopping, you heard what I'm saying
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Point him out and I'll pop him

Walk up on him and drop him

I've been waiting and watching to put your bitch in a coffin
We taking hits
I'm not stopping, you heard what I'm saying
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Point him out and I'll pop him
Walk up on him and drop him
I've been waiting and watching to put your bitch in a coffin
We taking hits

See it's gon' cost but we gon' get him gone
Take his life away, two AK's we gon' send him home
This is how we living from the projects to the prison
So don't get too comfortable bitch cause you can be a victim
Get 'em Buck, hit 'em up, ambulance pick him up
Should've ducked, got killed, nigga wasn't quick enough
Shit is real, I ain't here for no bullshit
I'm here with a full clip
Now let me show you niggas what you'll get
Get 'em Tay

They never seen a madman coming dumping on these fools
Get the four-five, cocked back, gunning at your door
Flat down, stood out with the mastermind
I'm not the one to cuff and bust and then be blasting back
Who want that? You want that? I don't think you do
You like our gunner put it down? Shit I gun you too
I'm like fifty, I don't care if it's platinum or white gold
Soon as I cock that thing back, give me that ice cold

I'm not stopping, you heard what I'm saying
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Point him out and I'll pop him

Walk up on him and drop him

I've been waiting and watching to put your bitch in a coffin
We taking hits
I'm not stopping, you heard what I'm saying
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Point him out and I'll pop him
Walk up on him and drop him
I've been waiting and watching to put your bitch in a coffin
We taking hits

Hello?
Yo Buck, Murder Rich nigga, what's up nigga?
Man I'm trying to see what's up with that business nigga
Hey man we finna bust these niggas head, I'ma hit you back aight

Ayy Tay go, he don't know that we behind him
So go pull up beside him and let me put this nine in him
You ever seen a .30-30 with a scope on it?
A bunch of niggas smoking weed that got dope on it
And we don't leave no evidence or no fingerprints
Follow certain elements cause niggas go to jail for this
They say I'm heaven sent, I think I'm hell bound
Cause I'm addicted to the way a 12 gauge sound

I kick the door in, swing the chop and get bullshit
If he run in, get more and get a clip full bitch
As for moving it must've been some confusion when I came in
Told you lay the fuck down or else these bullets cave in
Must thought I was playing
I'ma let you know when I shoot that four
How it go when a gangster roll
Murder mad, blood bath, what you taking for?
I ain't playing games, ain't nothing gon' ever change
Murder put money on your head, give me his brain motherfucker

I'm not stopping, you heard what I'm saying
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Point him out and I'll pop him

Walk up on him and drop him

I've been waiting and watching to put your bitch in a coffin
We taking hits
I'm not stopping, you heard what I'm saying
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Point him out and I'll pop him
Walk up on him and drop him
I've been waiting and watching to put your bitch in a coffin
We taking hits