Paroles:
Young Buck It Is What It Is

'm still in the 'Ville Niggas know I keep it real So it is what it is [Verse 2: Young Buck] God damn it I don't understand it If I was you I wouldn't

m still in the 'Ville Niggas know I keep it real So it is what it is [Verse 2: Young Buck] God damn it I don't understand it If I was you I wouldn't

Niggas Is Brittney Pull Ya Panties Up Whole Borough Is Wit Me Hol Ya Cannons Up Buck 1 4 Buck Town Brooklyn What The Fuuuuuck [Chorus:] Brooklyn! Brooklyn

wouldn't make it to the Mickey-D's classics You got some sticky weed? Pass it If not put it out, im pushin it before they put it out Wit the dash, wooded

too weak, what the fuck is a Balini? But you would never think if you seen it on TV D&V what I rep, all GP I make it rain Sean Capp, GP I make words

But we gotta get it how we live, and how we live is selling crack How we live is kicking doors, how we live is pimping whores How we live is what we do

know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' murked It's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts Now we can hit the club and get it crunked Or

Drop off and let the next nigga get her That's the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make the dough Break a hoe when it's time to make some mo' I

try to plot Trap our young black seeds Look it Cops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin' Lookin' for role models Our father figures is