Two Bricks
Dirty south dirty south gon' bounced wit it
East coast gon' bounced wit it
West coast gon' bouced wit it
G-Unit Radio
Let's Go!
Two bricks and some drive out tags
Two thousand and six, brand new Jag
Dope man dope man, here I go yall
Ten Dollar double up's
Buck want it all
pant hale sales for the ounces of the dro
Plastic bags and razor blades on the floor
Graveyard shifts gotta watch for the hooks
Put em' out then it's back to cook (back to cook)
Shake em' up (shake em' up)
Break em' up (break em' up)
Into pieces and get you a cut (Let's go)
Get em' Buck!
everythangs for sale
And if I aint got it I bet Yayo will
X Pills, rubber ones, green ones even blue
Acid tablets for them white boys too
Get Yours!
I don't get whatever that you do
Pimp harder, play, but don't let em' pimp you
Where da work at?
Holla when I'm in ya' town if it's worth it
Nigga you can get down if you cook that right
Can you get rid of 36 ounces in just one night?
If ya' price aint right...
you just might be holdin' ya pack for the rest of ya' life
Ca$hville Ten-A-Key dirty
Half of us probably' never gon' see thirty
Fuck it tho'
East coast gon' bounced wit it
West coast gon' bouced wit it
G-Unit Radio
Let's Go!
Two bricks and some drive out tags
Two thousand and six, brand new Jag
Dope man dope man, here I go yall
Ten Dollar double up's
Buck want it all
pant hale sales for the ounces of the dro
Plastic bags and razor blades on the floor
Graveyard shifts gotta watch for the hooks
Put em' out then it's back to cook (back to cook)
Shake em' up (shake em' up)
Break em' up (break em' up)
Into pieces and get you a cut (Let's go)
Get em' Buck!
everythangs for sale
And if I aint got it I bet Yayo will
X Pills, rubber ones, green ones even blue
Acid tablets for them white boys too
Get Yours!
I don't get whatever that you do
Pimp harder, play, but don't let em' pimp you
Where da work at?
Holla when I'm in ya' town if it's worth it
Nigga you can get down if you cook that right
Can you get rid of 36 ounces in just one night?
If ya' price aint right...
you just might be holdin' ya pack for the rest of ya' life
Ca$hville Ten-A-Key dirty
Half of us probably' never gon' see thirty
Fuck it tho'
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Writer(s): David Brown
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