Correction Lyrics All My Children by Young Buck

Featuring(s) : Berner

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[Young Buck]
[?]
I push a whip and it's foreign, look at my licance plate
Pulling up state to state
Whippin up, baking cakes
A dope boy make mistakes
Everytime he take a break
You niggas already ate
Let me come have your plate
Pay me a [?], and give me half of what you make
My plug better than your's, shit is not up for debate
I watch my partner lose his life because he left too late
[?] cocaine deals let me elevate
We been serving on these Sundays [?] for heaven sake
I just pulled up in these projects, I see yello tape
If I tell you empty your pockets, don't you hesitate

[?] dead bodies, I just killed [?]
Hundred blocks, hundred rounds, [?]
I put some more ice on my bitch, I [?] prices and shit
I been teaching y'all a lesson, all my children
I know niggas trappin hard to get them a million
I keep telling them fuck that bitch, go buy you a building
Better stay strapped round this bitch
Niggas get clapped in this bitch
I been teaching y'all a lesson, all my children

[Berner]
They ain't real, Buck
I still got homies on the [?]
Working for the postman, putting boxes on the cuts
Bust a block down, bust a watch down
[?] drip, steal a box, fill a box up
Buy a new crib, we get busy as [?] when you see me
I'm in the streets
Because the streets made me, I'm an OG shipper, bout that beef
We ain't trippin
You get hit [?]
[?] money chillin
We ain't take a loss, lose it all and bounce back in a week
Dirty bills underneath the carpet sheet
50 G's
[?] say a prayor before this shit been [?]
Two guns, six [?], I'm getting five grand a piece

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