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It Is What It Is


by Young Buck. Buy album CD: The Clean Up Man: G-Unit Radio 24


[Young Buck:]
Give me some shotgun shells
Young Buck,
Buck 'em down motherfucker lets go
Ha ha ha
Yeah

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I got the weight of the world on my shoulders and I love it
The Bubble Kush got me I can't get enough of it
I'm thuggin' in public
Bustin' like fuck it
They say i'm the reason my neighborhoods corrupted
Because I came from nothin'
Wouldn't change for nothin'
Started swingin' my chopper nigga just aim for somethin'
I need a cup of Grey Goose
Cause the renegade's loose
Leave your brains in your coupe
When the twenty gauge shoot
Tell the truth
That nigga 50 know what he got
The rap game ain't seen nothin' like this since Pac
I'm just breakin' down birds 'till my album drop
Back and forth to the A where I set up shop
Cruisin' down the street it must be around two o'clock
They done pulled me over and just found two Glocks
But i'm straight you know we got a license for that
So give me my ticket and hand my strap right back

[Chorus: Young Buck]
I'm okay in the A
I'm a stay in the A
Got the Yay in the A
So i'm good anyway
But I live in the 'Ville
And i'm still in the 'Ville
Niggas know I keep it real
So it is what it is

I'm okay in the A
I'm a stay in the A
Got the Yay in the A
So i'm good anyway
But I live in the 'Ville
And i'm still in the 'Ville
Niggas know I keep it real
So it is what it is
[Verse 2: Young Buck]
God damn it
I don't understand it
If I was you I wouldn't take life for granted
Got to grind
I started from the back of the line
And waited my turn so now its my time
With a pistol grip pump yeah its all mine
Give your boy two months get rich or die tryin'
If I die tonight
Just get high as a kite
Tell my mama and my little girl i'm all right
Buck The World!!!!!
Throw the clip up
I'm 'gon hit up
Nigga git up
If you with us
Cause they know I know they want to kill us
Dope dealers
Cop killers
Sac stealers
Black Gorillas
The more Macs they give us
They got to deal with us
I'm a soldier
Never made it past the eight grade
But I could make half a million in eight days
So when I holla: "Hey"
Do it the same way
It ain't about where your from its about how you stay

[Chorus: Young Buck]
I'm okay in the A
I'm a stay in the A
Got the Yay in the A
So i'm good anyway
But I live in the 'Ville
And i'm still in the 'Ville
Niggas know I keep it real
So it is what it is

I'm okay in the A
I'm a stay in the A
Got the Yay in the A
So i'm good anyway
But I live in the 'Ville
And i'm still in the 'Ville
Niggas know I keep it real
So it is what it is

[Young Buck:]
Yeah
G Unit South in this motherfucker
Ca$hville Records nigga
You know how we get down over here
NA I ain't beefin' with no DJs nigga
You know? they got love for me man
G Unit South




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Album: The Clean Up Man: G-Unit Radio 24 (2007) Lyrics
cd Buy "The Clean Up Man: G-Unit Radio 24" CD
  1. Dope Man Money
  2. Intro
  3. Daydream
  4. Get Buck
  5. It Is What It Is
  6. Blow Some Weed
  7. Don't Trust Nobody
  8. Where Buck At Skit
  9. Where Ya Money At
  10. Get Back Interlude
  11. What You Lookin At
  12. Fuck Y'all
  13. Sha Money Xl Shout
  14. This Ain't Living
  15. Clean Up Man Skit
  16. Let It Go
  17. Skit
  18. Buy Your Dope From Me
  19. Never Take Me Alive (Fuck The Police)
  20. Interlude
  21. Soldier Story
  22. Outro
  23. Dead Or Alive

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