Happy New Year ( G-Unit diss )

[Young Buck]

I just buried my best friend

it's f-ck everything

its f-ck them G-Unit n-ggas whatever you claim better bang

I feel no pain as I kill y'all

cos if my n-gga tick was here he would have killed y'all

40's speaking on me, you don't know me homie

But I know Compton n-ggas that wanna do that for me,

go get Curtis now, tell him Buck said f-ck him

cause for the last 2 years this hoe aint said nothing

I came from the dirt, they tryna make me hurt

I'm sh-tting on your label pissing on your paperwork

look b-tch you need this, here goes some energy

Yayo you know you the biggest hoe in the industry

It's all over now, you better kill me

Yeah I been selling dope to feed my babies, feel me

aint no way in hell that I'ma do this yearly

so Imma start it off by saying Happy New Year…

[Chorus]

It's a new year (come on)

lets all on the count of 3 holla Happy New Year

Its a new year (lets go)

this year sh-t it's all on me

Im hollering happy new year

It's a new year (come on)

lets all on the count of 3 holla Happy New Year

Its a new year (lets go)

this year sh-t it's all on me

Im hollering happy new year

[Verse 2]

Standing in the graveyard everybody's crying

they say I'm gon' handle it but everybody's lying

I'm riding through these muthaf-cking projects with my homie in a casket

100 cars deep, we f-cking up traffic

it's real life no acting

sorry officer I don't know what happened

50 you know my homie wanted me to ride on you n-ggas

before he could get to y'all he died on your n-ggas

ya popped a lot of sh-t I let you slide on you n-ggas

now Cashville is coming to NY on you n-ggas

the contract, b-tch you took that sh-t beyond that

so you could give me 10 million I wouldn't come back

lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com

what the f-ck is 50 cent is what Jigga said

look at yourself, even now I'm diggin up the dead

get some help, all you had left was 1 buck

you lost that and f-cked up

now its happy new year…

[Chorus]

[Young Buck Talking]

haha, yeah Curtis so while you watching the ball drop in New York

well this what they listening to in the hood n-gga

yeah, Jamaica queens Brooklyn, all the boroughs round your way, we celebrating,

now I know I'm digging up the dead but my n-gga dead and gone

Rest in Peace Tick, I got you, yeah my homeboy, I think he sh-tted in your mansion

if I aint mistaken but you know my n-gga tick right,

he was like f-ck everything so it's f-ck you n-gga

f-ck all y'all, all you G-unit n-ggas all you b-tch ass n-ggas over there that wanna jump on the Curtis bandwagon

f-ck you n-ggas too, its on n-gga, 2010 its a hell of a year n-gga

gon put you rap n-ggas to test n-gga

we shooting over here n-gga

Cashville Happy New Year,

Lets celebrate n-gga, shot gun shells and AK bullets

Young Buck he on that bullsh-t and I aint getting off of it neither

Curtis where is your b-tch ass at now n-gga, it's on, lets go.