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Say It to My Face

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[Young Buck] I'm sick and tired of these same ol' broke bitches No job, all they wanna do is smoke swishas Get some money, ho; why you wanna watch mine? Ain't no tellin' what I'm gon' be drivin' next time Seven-figga, nigga; we don't buy the bar no mo' Pull up the paper work, tell the owner he can go Walk like a pimp, bitch Talk like a soldier I got New York niggas candy paintin' up they rovers It say two hundred, but it go a little over Not the Corvette, the Ferrari Testarossa We can bet on any point on the dice Pick 'em up, shake 'em twice, get 'em, girl Look, I'm nice; I'm so clean with my G-Unit kicks on I might be goin' in when pimp C get home If you don't like me, say it to my face Just because I caught a case don't mean you can't be erased [Chorus] It must be the ice or the money that I make They talk behind my back, but they won't say it to my face Ho, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah) They talk behind my back, but they won't say it to my face It gotta be the cars or the trips that I take That make 'em wanna hate; won't you say it in my face, bitch? Ho, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah) They talk behind my back, but they won't say it to my face [Bun B] You can go anywhere cross the U.S. From north to the south, east mid to the west Walk up in the hardest hood, ask a nigga 'bout me Bet they tell ya Bun B is straight mothafuckin' G A gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted Trillest nigga in the flesh; you can't fuck wit' it Got the German hand guns - they shoot two, two, three


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