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Young Buck - Kill You

feat. Lloyd Banks (Prod. By Dj Semi & Beatdown

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Young Buck featuring Lloyd Bank$!
This one was produced by Beatdown!
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[Young Buck:]
I'm ready for combat! - A solider on the frontline
Take me to the streets, nigga motha-fuck a punchline. (YEAH!)
It only take one time for you to... [rewind]

[Interlude: Trick Daddy]
Hold up, hold up!
Stop doin' this for a second! (bri-bri-bri- bring that beat, bring that beat back!) [echoes]

[Young Buck:]
I'm ready for combat! - A solider on the frontline
Take me to the streets, nigga motha-fuck a punchline. (YEAH!)
It only take one time for you to send a death threat
And watch these bullets have that ass singing like Keith Sweat. (BRAAAATTTT!)
You ain't met me yet. - I been camoflauged in the bushes
And I'm co-signin' 50 cause them niggaz all pussies!
Bustin' shots at ya convoy. (POW!) - You don't want war!
No surrender, no retreat! - This is Vietnam, boy! (COME ON!)
Check my war wounds! - I done took a couple for the team
Only niggaz that been on the battlefield know what I mean. (YEAH!)
Takeover, we comin'! Pulling pins outta grenades;
You won't make it to the general without gettin' sprayed. (YEAH!)
Might as well say: "Hello" to my brand new little friend."
Only time he come out to put holes in grown men. (come on!)
You continue troops and get 'em all blowed back,
Walk up on 'em with a Deuce-Deuce and nigga hold that!

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
General, I'll salute you!
I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you!
It ain't nothing cause loyalty is what I'm used to,
And what I won't do, I'll have one of my troops do! - Nigga we'll kill you!

General, I'll salute you!
I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you!
It ain't nothing cause loyalty is what I'm used to,
And what I won't do, I'll have one of my troops do! - Nigga we'll kill you!

[Lloyd Bank$:]
Look nigga! I suggest you go home, cause I won't hesitate to let the chrome touch ya, (uh-huh!)
Nigga I'm never scared like Bone Crusher!
Stand alone, provide my own supper,
Tell ya baby mama stop comin' around here or I'm gon' fuck her!
Don't tryta pick up for them lames around you,
You get shots for free like I fragant fouled you!
I'm on the road blowing grade A haze and brown, (uh-huh!)
Got niggas runnin' like the KKK's around. (yeah!)
My album's coming! - A new year's approaching;
My buzz gettin' bigger! - A few ears is open.
Can ya team play in the game without you - their to coach 'em?
There's a very fine line between a pool and the ocean!
Sometimes I'm in Atlanta where they make head bounce,
And you can come! - But after you give Bank$ head bounce. (bounce?)
These niggaz really want war, cause if so get on your Vest,
'Cause all you gotta do is just say that.

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
General, I'll salute you!
I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you!
It ain't nothing cause loyalty is what I'm used to,
And what I won't do, I'll have one of my troops do! - Nigga we'll kill you!

General, I'll salute you!
I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you!
It ain't nothing cause loyalty is what I'm used to,
And what I won't do, I'll have one of my troops do! - Nigga we'll kill you!

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