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Artist: Young Buck
Canonical path: /young-buck/black-gloves
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Black Gloves
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Black Gloves
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Young buck:
Walk through a nigga block, 2 glocks, 2 tecks, 2 2-3's
Give a nigga what he really want, when bitch niggas don't want
Beef
Bitch niggas don't know me, wait till a nigga get in range
Hate when a nigga wanna run his mouth, and live his life in
Pain
We ain't even used to this, talk and where the gun shots at?
Loose lips sank ships, ya'll niggas didn't even pop back
Oh lord, i swore, if any muthafucka holla my name
Im raw, spelled backwards, that's what i'm gon' bring
Banks, what a nigga think?, we ain't got guns
No troops, everything bulletproof, sniper's layin' down on the
Roof
Stash box in the coupe nigga, i'm tellin' you the truth nigga
Raise them lil bitty boys, all they do is come shoot niggas
Black gloves, black mask
Black shirt, black pants
Blue steel, blue vest
He dead, you next
Put a couple holes in a hoe
Let a nigga know he 'bout to go
Put the pump right to his throat
Bet he won't talk no more
Black gloves, black mask
Black shirt, black pants
Blue steel, blue vest
He dead, you next
Black gloves, black mask
Black shirt, black pants
Blue steel, blue vest
He dead, you next
I'm commin', through the front door, mask on, let's ride
Everybody on the muthafuckin floor, soon as a nigga get inside
My hood, my click, your wife, my bitch
Show a nigga that you really love him, set him up to hit a good
Lick
Cops comin', i'm not runnin, if i do die, don't cry
I haven't planned on stayin' long anyway, i ain't gon' lie
Wonder why i still got bricks, wonder why i still got clips
Cuz ain't a damn thing changed, ever since young buck got rich
Are ya ready for the outcome, why you walkin 'round without a
Gun
Shit real, till a nigga get killed, then you wanna run and get
One
Fuck that! i'm callin' out names, ja rule, ya'll lose
I don't even care how it started, fuck me?, fuck you!
Wait till yayo get home, we gon' really get these niggas gone
But for now nigga, hold on, im'a show you how to break a bone
Cashville, tennekee nigga!, we thug you knew it
New york, we here, for life, g-unit!
Black gloves, black mask
Black shirt, black pants
Blue steel, blue vest
He dead, you next
Black gloves, black mask
Black shirt, black pants
Blue steel, blue vest
He dead, you next
50 cent:
Yeahhhh, young buck nigga, cashville, tennessee nigga
From your hood to my hood muthafucka, new york city nigga, haha
Real shit nigga, it's all good nigga, haha, it's all hood nigga
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