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lirik lagu b-legit - tryin' to get a buck

[intro: b-legit + man]
what’s up, b?
aw, it ain’t sh-t; m-th-f-ckin’ sufferin’, still takin’ bufferin
what’s up wit’ you, mayne?
man, i’m tryna get a hold of some of that sh-t, man
when it’s gon’ be cool?
well, it’s like this, dude, i’m finna get at potna, right
right
and uh, soon as i touch down on something, man, i’ll give you a call
alright, man, you get back, give me a jingle or something, man
alright
alright

[verse 1: b-legit]
it takes three tanks from here to burbank
so let me get to dank and gas up, and put the cash up
call a mexican and let him know i’m on my way
meet me 60 miles north of l.a
by the grapevine, bring about nine or 10, mate
straight peruvian plates
so i can shake on and put the bake on a m-th-f-cka
take on and put the make on the m-th-f-cka
penitentiary chance, yeah, i know that’s true
but on the first, my m-th-f-ckin’ rent is due
and my landlord ain’t cuttin’ back—n-gga, f-ck some slack
‘bout a second, sh-t, he’s at that
and i feel like puttin’ my 9 in his nose
i’m hard on the grind and his punk -ss knows
that i be stressin’, reachin’ for my smith and wesson
about to teach his punk -ss a little lesson
about f-ckin’ with a black
always on my back to scratch, but n-gga, you could suck gat
‘cause i’ve been tryin’, d-mn near dyin’ when i’m tearing sh-t up
tryin’ to get a buck

[interlude: e-40]
sh-t, tryna get this ol’ sh-t—yo, what up, mayne
you know what i’m sayin’
i know i got a financial disorder
but now i’m tryna like get this ol’ sh-t together, mayne
if i can’t get stack now, i’ll never stack
gotta keep my revenues up to par
and you got to know, 40 water’s in the house
and i got my boy b-legit with me
and he’s on this m-th-f-ckin’ savage tip
check game

[verse 2: b-legit]
by 12 a.m., i’m out the thighs
it’s time to take a ride down south i-5
and the dank got a n-gga on paranoid
one false move and i could be destroyed
so i avoids and use a decoy
you see, my m-th-f-ckin’ driver, he’s a white boy
six deep in the duty, b-dub packin’ fully
m-11 mag with three comrades
poppin’, doin’ 60, using cruise control
you gotta “outsmart the po-po’s”
you know what i mean, ‘cause it’s a daily routine
arrived at the spot about 5:19
i walks inside, i test both sides
if everything’s tight, we’ll be back by night
counted up the cash, loaded up the truck, and n-ggas got the f-ck
tryin’ to get a f-ck

[interlude: e-40]
dead right, game tight
can’t be slippin’ in this vicious -ss gidname, junior
your whole program’ll be ruined
that’s why you gotta like stick to the symptoms of the situation
lettin’ out frustration like a m-th-f-cka
tryna get over on these sneaky -ss devils
can’t be riding no old raggedy -ss go-cart, though, you know
you know that little saying, though, man
you gotta outsmart them m-th-f-ckin’ panopo’s, you know

[verse 3: b-legit]
the trip back, n-ggas tac, and some tired
truck smokin’ like a m-th-f-ckin’ forest fire
and the only thing on my mind is the grind
and i gotta get paid off all nine
called e and let him know that it’s cool now
but not a word ‘til a m-th-f-cka touch down
call baby, and maybe let her know, right
that snow white and her friends’ll be spending the night
game tight, but stuck at a standstill
i’ll call you back when a n-gga get to danville
dropped my phone, down a flask, then i heard a blast
got my gat off the floor and we at po
straight tore ‘cause a n-gga didn’t recognize
we was getting trailed by a bird in the sky
hit the door and we was eastbound
about a hundred miles from the m-th-f-ckin’ v-town
hittin’ fences in the hood like they was mine
first went the ‘gnac, and then with the 9
it took time but them m-th-f-ckas caught up
and now i’m stuck like chuck, for tryin’ to get a buck

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