Young Buck - Come And Catch Me Nigga Lyrics
(feat. All Star, Lil Scrappy)[intro]Wussup With It, Nigga? (it's How I Do Things)G-unit South! (you Know You *****ed Up, Right?)Aye Yo, ***** Tha Police!!And ***** You Snitchy Azz Niggas!!You Know Whudd It Is!! (matta A Fact)Aye Yo Nigga! (you Know Whudd?!)Suck My Dick!![chorus]Yeah I Sell Dope, Come And Catch Me Nigga (what!!)I Do It Fo' My Folks, Come And Catch Me Nigga (yuh!!)Damn Right I Took Glocks, Come And Catch Me Nigga (what!!)I Still Won't Stop If You Catch Me, Nigga (let's Goooo!!)Yeah I Sell Dope, Come And Catch Me Nigga (what!!)I Do It Fo' My Folks, Come And Catch Me NiggaDamn Right I Took Glocks, Come And Catch Me Nigga (what!!)I Still Won't Stop If You Catch Me, Nigga (c'monnn!)[verse 1: All Star]I Neva Been Fronted, If I Got It - Then I Bought ItNigga, Certified Hustle-a, Neva Been Caughted (yuh!)Traffican' And Trappin' Got Me Stackin' Up These BucksNigga, I Was Grindin' Hard When Warren Sapp Was With (the Bucks) (oooooowwhh)Nigga, We Can Git It Crackin', Really I Don't Give A *****Call Scrap' And Cherk Buck Like, "let's Go Hit 'em Up!"From Tha -a- To Cashville, G-unit, G's UpAnd We Talk To Much Heat To Eva-eva Freeze Up (holla!)Keep A Hammer On My Waist, A Banana On Tha CakeI'm Just Happy To See 21 Candals On Tha CakeAnd If I'm Eva Down Bad, It's A Bandana On My FaceI'll Stomp *****, I Don't Give A Damn 'bout A Case (*****!)[chorus][verse 2: Lil Scrappy]Yo.. (aye..)See, I Don't Give A ***** If He Know, You KnowI'll Smoke-a Blunt In Front Of Tha Police Like It's Legal (c'mon!!)Stand On Tha Squad Car Screaming "***** Tha People!"Man Dem Niggas Hear Me, Then Can Git It Like We Do (yeeaaah!!)Perp For Tha Low, Peel Fo' You RollGotta Go And Hustle, 'cause My Pokets On LowGot A Couplah Niggas Dat's Gon' Flip Em O'sIt Was Born In My Blood, I'm Gon Pimp Em Ho's (fo' Sho'!!)When You See Me In Tha Street, Yeah I Did It Fo' Tha Struggle Ho'Now On My Time, I'm Gon' Do It Fo' My Daughter ThoEven If I Have To Rob And Lay A Nigga On Tha Flo' (aye, Aye)You Don't Want No Problems - Just Gimme What I Came Fo' (g-uniit!!)[chorus][verse 3: Young Buck]Posted Up, On Dis Corna Like WhatevaMy Chin-chilla Covas, On My G-unit Sweata (yeah!!)On Tuesdays And Thursdays They Say Tha Vikes Rollin'We See 'em Ride By, But We Act Like We Don't Know 'emThey Know They We Ain't Gone, See Dis Is Our Hood (what!!)We Wear These Bandanas, Not 'cause They Look Good (fo' Real!)Let's Do Dis Fo' Big Took It, Them Niggas In The PenTha Ones Dat Won't Neva See These *****in' Streets Again (yeaaah!!)So ***** Tha D.e.a. And ***** Tha F.b.i.We Traffican' Dis Shit, Up Until Tha Day We Die (bu-bu-bu-buck!)Some Say I'm Out My Mind, I Say I'm About My Grind (what!!)Dat's Why When I Tell 'em I Bought A PhantomThey Know Dat I Ain't Lyin' (aye!!)[chorus][outro]Niggas Know Whudd It Is!Straight Up, On Some Real Shiit, HahaI Got Public Service Work To Do, HahaYeahh!!!Aye Yo 50!!Aye Yo Nigga!You Told Me What Dem {?} Gon' DoNow I See Watchu Mean***** Tha Police!!Haha..Yeah Nigga, G-unit South!!Yeo!!
