YourSavior
Your Savior
fab flow
Young Buck's verse was so epic
You know how I gets down
This pound hold six rounds
I told you I'd be back bytch
Talk that shyt now
You hear that fo fif sound
Duck when I spit rounds
'cause this ain't Beverly Hills
You in the bricks now
We ain't got shyt down here but dope and guns for sell
You get your head cracked and nikkas don't run and tell
It's like we sell crack get caught head back to jail
We on that fukk the police shyt
We living in hell
You better guard your grill homey
And stand your ground
These bullets burn
They hit whoever's standing around
I never learn, even after I took a couple shots
I just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks
Had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks
Once they hear that 12-gauge that's when the trouble stops (boom)
If it's beef then I'm ready to ride
Just come to Cashville you can find me on the southside (motherfukker)[/
Buck snapped![]()

Buck was a fool on this shytI never learn, even after I got a couple shots
I just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks
I used to have this song on repeat.


Sir Lloyd "Blue Heffner" Banks