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Drug Related Lyrics - Live Loyal, Die Rich - Young Buck

Aye, This Cashville Records and you know who else... 

Maybach Music 

Haha 

Alot of shit going on in the streets... 

Alot of niggaz ain't here no more... 

Hey, have you ever seen a dead body? 

And the face the sucker make before you head shot him? 

The way a pussy nigga fall when you red dot him? 

You know that feeling when you make that call that say we got him 

He left the safe but took his lies with him 

So she keep screaming, her man, he put the gun in her hand, and made his wife hit him 

Ain't bout that brown, but the white did it 

Instead of servin' the town he rather snort coke with white women 

Dead bodies on the ground comforted in their white linnen 

Said I won't fuck with his family, but I might get them 

All this poppin bottles celebratin cause you made it 

Homicide released a statment 

Haha 

It's drug related... 

 

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Dead body get my hands muddy 

I'm gettin rappers out the way, so I can't study 

Got me ridir' with a FED charge 

With the pasanger saying 

"I think I hit him" 

Watched his head hit the dashboard 

Okay, let's fast forward 

Can't have us work for no purpose 

This is just the games you play when you at war 

What you know about something missing when the low come? 

Just to find out that your homeboy stole one 

I've seen alot but that's a cold one 

Now the gate's cold, they ain't called no one 

He paralyzed, but his brother made it 

They took a good one, the hole neighbourhood hate him 

But it was drug related... 

 

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Down to his last, I see desperate written in his face 

Keep makin statments like they can't tell if it's in a shape 

A half chicken plate, told them it's two ounces over 

Meet at a place where we don't have to look over our shoulder 

Young nigga hungry, grabed his money, told him that he comin' 

Dropped of his kids and told them daddy had to handle something 

Picked up the packet and even made it back 

Didn't even wait a sec, straight to the kitchen 

It's time to make it crack 

This shit ain't lockin up and hitin' them up, then take it back 

But he was told that once he took it ain't no change in that 

When he killed them too quick, when he should have waited 

Instead of premeditated it's murder 

And it's drug related... 

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