You are viewing a comparison between the current version and version 1 of the song that we have archived as Young Buck's Lyrics - Dickie Fits (current)
Young Buck Lyrics New Lyrics Esta página en español www.mp3lyrics.org Search 4 related Lyrics most popular lyrics

1 line
changed
ADDED words in bold
CHANGED word in red italic
DELETED words with line-through

font size

decrease

increase

font size
Current version of
Young Buck Lyrics
Dickie Fits

(
http://www.mp3lyrics.org/y/young-buck/dickie/)


Current version of the lyrics

Version 1 of
Young Buck Lyrics
Dickie Fits

(
http://www.mp3lyrics.org/y/young-buck/dickie/v1.html)


Version 1 of the lyrics

  See nigga we thugged out for a reason  See nigga we thugged out for a reason
  Niggaz ain't thuggin, because, they like the look nigga  Niggaz ain't thuggin, because, they like the look nigga
  Or they like to be on these streets nigga  Or they like to be on these streets nigga
  Nigga we thuggin cause we gotta eat out'chea where I'm from  Nigga we thuggin cause we gotta eat out'chea where I'm from
  Ca$hville, gangsters nigga  Ca$hville, gangsters nigga
      
  [Verse One]  [Verse One]
  I had to step back and regroup myself, overlook employees  I had to step back and regroup myself, overlook employees
  And see how much juice was left cause niggaz came for me  And see how much juice was left cause niggaz came for me
  Revolvers to fullies increasin my ki' movings  Revolvers to fullies increasin my ki' movings
  Soakin game from Baby watchin old mob movies  Soakin game from Baby watchin old mob movies
  Two all gold clips, go with this platinum uzi  Two all gold clips, go with this platinum uzi
  To keep you bitches losin 'round Christmas time when the jackers choosin  To keep you bitches losin 'round Christmas time when the jackers choosin
  Niggaz refusin feel that heat first, shit gets deeper  Niggaz refusin feel that heat first, shit gets deeper
  See when we beef we make yo' street hurt, check yo' beeper  See when we beef we make yo' street hurt, check yo' beeper
  The job is done when you get 911's  The job is done when you get 911's
  Receivin calls talkin 'bout son your lil' brother all alone  Receivin calls talkin 'bout son your lil' brother all alone
  My attitude can quickly change potnah  My attitude can quickly change potnah
  Heads get bust open like Priest when he poppin bottles  Heads get bust open like Priest when he poppin bottles
  No role models to look up to when you ghetto raised  No role models to look up to when you ghetto raised
  Leavin no clues, stack revenues in different ways  Leavin no clues, stack revenues in different ways
  Trade that deuce 57 and get yourself two K's  Trade that deuce 57 and get yourself two K's
  Then let a nigga know how much mo' you made in two days  Then let a nigga know how much mo' you made in two days
      
  ["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]  ["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]
      
  [Verse Two]  [Verse Two]
  How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan  How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan
  His operation led to destination under sand  His operation led to destination under sand
  Some niggaz playin with me are scared to stand behind their steel  Some niggaz playin with me are scared to stand behind their steel
  Shake up and break up what was organized for years  Shake up and break up what was organized for years
  Shed tears, when white folks hand a nigga a L  Shed tears, when white folks hand a nigga a L
  Ball up and fuck all up a nigga mail  Ball up and fuck all up a nigga mail
  Beeper reportin low, when you put in a Duracell  Beeper reportin low, when you put in a Duracell
  Put it in your mind, cause that's the first sign they on the trail  Put it in your mind, cause that's the first sign they on the trail
  Where I dwell, there's plenty money shit be hard to tell  Where I dwell, there's plenty money shit be hard to tell
  who doin the yap yappin so they tappin up the cells  who doin the yap yappin so they tappin up the cells
  When you lived on the hill, was never late payin yo' bills  When you lived on the hill, was never late payin yo' bills
  Now you back to the projects, shit out here gettin real  Now you back to the projects, shit out here gettin real
  Somebody lackin they skills and they street smart  Somebody lackin they skills and they street smart
  Ain't no sunshine playboy, they life dark  Ain't no sunshine playboy, they life dark
  It takes one star, one car, one nigga who made it far  It takes one star, one car, one nigga who made it far
1  One thug, one judge and it's life behind bars   One thug, one grudge and it's life behind bars 1
      
  ["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]  ["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]
      
  [Verse Three]  [Verse Three]
  I stand all man nigga, though a child in age  I stand all man nigga, though a child in age
  I got my own brain, my own ways to go and get paid  I got my own brain, my own ways to go and get paid
  Niggaz want you in the shade but when you come out and shine  Niggaz want you in the shade but when you come out and shine
  then here it is you owe 'em somethin, but what about mine?  then here it is you owe 'em somethin, but what about mine?
  I never signed a dotted line, therefore just let me be  I never signed a dotted line, therefore just let me be
  T.I.P. took me under and we headed to the highest peak  T.I.P. took me under and we headed to the highest peak
  I might as well just speak, for the soldiers with Buck  I might as well just speak, for the soldiers with Buck
  Load your artillery, prepare to put your guns up  Load your artillery, prepare to put your guns up
  You think it'll get to this, Bowre told me it would  You think it'll get to this, Bowre told me it would
  Said it's all good no more, puttin on your black hood  Said it's all good no more, puttin on your black hood
  Still the same frustration that stay beatin my chest  Still the same frustration that stay beatin my chest
  If it ain't one of these bitches then these niggaz won't test  If it ain't one of these bitches then these niggaz won't test
  A meal ticket nuttin less, that's what I'm shootin for  A meal ticket nuttin less, that's what I'm shootin for
  And in my quest for chips, there's some shit you can't ignore  And in my quest for chips, there's some shit you can't ignore
  So I load up the 4, if you want it then let it be  So I load up the 4, if you want it then let it be
  All these fake niggaz tryin to be just like me  All these fake niggaz tryin to be just like me
      
  ["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]  ["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]
      


privacy policy

contact
popular lyrics list

search lyrics
copyright information
www.mp3lyrics.org
lyrics editing account