Text: Young Buck. Product Of The South. Kill Me A Nigga.

What up niggas It's Young Buck
Niggas know how I get down.
I'm 'bout to take my show on tha road right now.
So I will be coming to a hood near you niggas.
Let's go.
Haha
Straight up and down
See I come to spend money, fuck some of these bad bitches, come back get some mo money nigga let's go.

[Verse 1:]
Everybody's lookin', like who da fuck is they?
His chain gon get tookin, he must don't know where he at.
Da hoes know da swag, they see a new face.
They see the Gucci bag and the Louis suitcase.
The Marc Jacob glasses and baby brown shirt.
Da only question da niggas ask is where dat work.
I'm two steps ahead of these bitches and these feds.
See I just want da bread, and dey just want me dead.
So I don't go to bed, I be sleepin with my Nikes on, 3 am, all of the lights on, until the white gone.
A pink Sprite and some pills called Supermans, you pop one and you fuck around and shoot yo friend

[Chorus:]
I know I'm not from round here, but you can bet
Got a bunch of killas with me, I got straps on deck.
And I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga)
I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga)
You think you finna rob me, (me?)jack who? (who?)
All this ice man you know I'm stayin strap, I got too.
And I just might (Kill me a nigga)
I think I might (Kill me a nigga)

[Verse 2:]
I'm flyin out da mall, and fuckin with these hoes.
I don't know where I'm at, I get off the plane and roll.
They take me to the hood, show me where to get some soul food.
I'm a show you love, even tho I don't know you.
That don't mean I'm so cool, you can't get my jewels
I'm gone be like "Hey dude, please don't be no fool."
I let it go boom, fuck a rapper I'm a goon.
And I'm the strapest nigga in this mothafuckin room.
My shows look like gang meetins all these niggas bangin'.
Da hoes know if they ain't freakin we gone leave em hangin.
Respect anotha nigga city when ya out a town.
You disrespect tha Ville round here it's goin down.

[Chorus:]
I know I'm not from round here, but you can bet
Got a bunch of killas with me, I got straps on deck.
And I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga)
I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga)
You think you finna rob me, (me?)jack who? (who?)
All this ice man you know I'm stayin strap, I got too.
And I just might (Kill me a nigga)
I think I might (Kill me a nigga)

[Verse 3:]
This stage too small, so I'm standin on da bar.
Performin with my strap, I don't leave it in the car.
I'm givin niggas dap, and da hoes get a hug.
I hate it when niggas come to me rappin in tha club.
I ain't actin fucked up, just think if you was Buck, and these rappers interrupt, while you getin your dick sucked.
What tha fuck.
All these bitches, and you on a niggas nuts.
Well if you don't want the pussy we gone take it with us.
The white get her right, yes, make her feal a rush.
Let's party like we was on Lil Wayne's bus.
Respect another nigga city like I do my own.
You disrespect tha ville, bet you won't live long.

[Chorus:]
I know I'm not from round here, but you can bet
Got a bunch of killas with me, I got straps on deck.
And I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga)
I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga)
You think you finna rob me, (me?)jack who? (who?)
All this ice man you know I'm stayin strap, I got too.
And I just might (Kill me a nigga)
I think I might (Kill me a nigga)