Letra da Música Jesus Walks de Young Buck

Somebody came to die yall
If i was u id hit that nigga from beside yall
Hey yo im drunk bouts ta get his head bust
Shit we came in this club to get put out nigga wat
WHO DA FUCK!?
Bitch i can get it crunk make a gangsta
Take ya outside pop tha trunk
Hit ya up
Dirrty south representin wit these screamz
These niggaz bouncin wit these valet ridaz
Kno wat i mean?
Nigga i keep it hood jeanz n black hoodz
Two glockz on my waist boy i wish a nigga would
Let me get em first
Shits gettin worst
I aint come here to spit a verse
I come here ta put in work
I came here to put in merk
Follow me thru these war grounds
Look around see my pockets gettin torn down
Fuck it now
Ima pop till i get popped
Cook till it turned rock
Kill me a nigga n go smoke a blunt wit pac im gangsta

home boyz all we see is south bound
wit a AK to hold a hundred roundz
ya kno how i get down
G Unit n this bitch is home now
lemme see ya stomp a hata to the ground
ya kno how we get down

Take me to tha bounce
I just popped it off
This rap shit aint quick enuf wen these wordz come out
We call em crack houses
thats were we count them stacks
New York call em spotz ATL got a couple printz
We drive big trucks
We sit on big grillz
Wat im sayin is i was good if i dont get a deal
Back to these hatin niggaz actin like they want drama
I do like Jigga did n fuck u niggaz baby mama
Ridin clean shit spinnin on that mazarati
Smokin that california bangin that ladie dadie
That nigga 50 told get wat u dun came for
I handle the rest wat u think my name for?
Actin like that shit aint never happen tull them bullets comin at em
Bitch smack em
G Unit aint only rappin
So come on down to tha price is right
N u can get it in brown nigga green or white
YOUNG BUCK

home boyz all we see is south bound
wit a AK to hold a hundred roundz
ya kno how i get down
G Unit n this bitch is home now
lemme see ya stomp a hata to the ground
ya kno how i get down