Young Buck

Young Buck - Mr. Potato Head (Dissin' The Game) lyrics

{DAMN! }

G-Unit is your mother day... N.W.A, youkno'msayin'?

You gotta group of niggas...

You got Yayo, youkno'msayin'? He home now!

You got Bank$! "The Mixtape Artist Of The Year", he killin' everything out there...

And you got Buck, the wild nigga from the South. Didin't he... youkno'msayin'?

He lyrical like this nigga's amazing, this nigga Young Buck niggas!

They say God bless the child and can't hold his own (fo' sho'!)

And he who is loyal, always leave home. (YEAH!)

A real hood nigga gets money and get back, (GET BACK!)

So when I got money, bitch I did just that. (OOOOOOH!)

I put hats in tha hands and a dope, man. (YEEEEEAAAAAAHH!)

Put Gats in tha hands and my ol' friends!

Listen what I tell ya! - I didn't even really no Game, (NO GAME!)

When I said his name - old POP {GOD-... } on a thang!

G-Unit is your mother day... N.W.A, youkno'msayin'?

You gotta group of niggas...

You got Yayo, youkno'msayin'? He home now!

You got Bank$! He "Mixtape Artist Of The Year", he killin' everything out the...

And you got Buck, the wild nigga from the South. Didin't he... youkno'msayin'?

He lyrical like this nigga's amazing, this nigga Young Buck niggas!

They say {NONE STOP! } God bless the child and can't hold his own (fo' sho'!)

And he who is loyal, always leave home! (YEAH!)

A real hood nigga gets money and get back, (GET BACK!)

So when I got money bitch I did just that. (OOOOOOH!) {Whoooooooooooooooooooooo}

I put hats in tha hands and a dope man (YEEEEEAAAAAAHH!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! }

Put Gats in tha hands and my whole friends.

Listen what I tell ya! - I didn't even really no Gamem (NO GAME!)

When I said his name - old POP {GOD-... } on a thang!

Bitch, yeah I gotta new blue! - That's how I do! (WHASSUP?)

So my eyes are red - and Bloods love me too!

I'm TRUE! - And every nigga 'round me knowin',

BUT YOU! - Only hard when 'round ya boys! {YEAH! }

I know move fo' 50's new Gauge when yo' first watch

Throwed you, yo' first verse hold you, yo' first drop!

We ain't really need ya! - Homie, you know I'm a see ya!

Don't never bought the hand in defead ya - YOU BITCH NIGGA!

And the 1st time he rap history, he's shit done the like that. This nigga did it!

(god-...) damn! (damn!) Haha!

Now if it's beef - Lord hear 'em and let the wall start (nigga!)

Do watch it do best - have a Change Of Heart! (Yeeeaaah!)

Your men depressed {HAHA! } - some of 'em let the bro'

You disrespect, when the West find out who you are!

DO YA THUG THANG! (DO YA THUG THANG!) {DAMN! } - Spreach a "300 Bars",

But me and Bank$ garage makes some 300 cars! (AIGHT!)

You're not a soljah {WHOOO! } homeboy! You comin' from the stripclub!

You name was DOJA, I can show ya the pimpest Blood!

"The Game is Over"! Nigga change your close! (BITCH!)

We catchin', you actin' like a video-hoe! (HOOOOOE!)

And I was on tha phone, when Spider Loc called ya,

You punk ass said: "Yeah, +I Don't Want No Problem+" (no problem!) {WHOOOO! }

Tryna diss Memph' Bleek - don't lies in Jay! (YEAH!)

And that ass apologise on very next day! (HAHA!)

Damn right, radio gon' playin' my shit! (AIGHT!)

I want to what Dre gon' said 'bout this: {YOUNG BUCK! } "GAME OVER! " (GAME OVER!)

The East! And Bank$, and Yayo have a nigga from the South, and Buck... and have a nigga from

The West!

No, I don't see, what the tough talkin' and spread it violance (SAY MY NAME!)

That's rough is so long - I don't hear my silence. (haha!)

But I'm from EC, G-Unit {WhOOOOOO! } - I bangs the Game, (nigga!)

And it's need it to sayin': "I slammed them thangs! " {SPIDER! }

I got love from the West and I'm a shade it the Game! (WestSiiide!)

And I'll be, 'cause this album was full of famous names. (hahaha!)

See: "I'm everything want to wish and was,

But it's nothin' like me! - Can't you tell from all dissin' and does? " {HAHA! }

It be only 'bout from blassin' and bugs

Cause when he meetin' me in the club - he be all about the kisses and hugs! (Cuuuuuuuupp!)

If you ain't Yukmouth or Loc, you ain't touchin' one time

When he in the city - and Joe Budden was only punchline! {SIX-TWO! }

I here with' gangbang, no fo' hit not Gats!

Guess that! - Not only stands peep the rest! (hmmmmmm!)

I don't hatin'! - It's just whore-thing to understandin' the nigga

And 'spposed the representin' the Riderz but he 'round from Jigga.

That I be in the videos and Jim Jam with' nigga's like 50 and youkno'msayin'? Shakin' hands

With these niggas, that... that I can said it'll be Legends, youkno'msayin'? Like... this shit

Is, isn't become true, man!

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