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  • 作词 : O'Shea Jackson/Deleno Matthews/Levar Coppin
    作曲 : O'Shea Jackson/Deleno Matthews/Levar Coppin
    Young Buck - Laugh Now Cry Later

    Diss 50 Cent
    You look all around the world
    It's tha same ****
    I mean ****** tryn eat
    And it's drier than a muthafuka out here rite now
    But real hood ****** hold it down no matta what
    Ya heard
    "word"
    Yea
    C the thing about a real ***** is
    Whateva a ***** ***** gonna do
    He could never stop that real *****
    We should stand up for the hataz right now
    Cuz those ***** ****** make the world go round hahahaaa

    Ye aint gotta fuk wit me
    Cuz I aint fukin witcha
    I'm ridin dirty with this work
    And my mutha pixta
    40 cal unda my shirt n anotha pistol
    Fuk a friend alla yall
    Can come and getcha issues
    Phone calls from the pen
    Real ****** witcha
    They say the sent a couple tears
    Cuz a ***** miss ya
    A boy thatholds knows war shows they be nasty
    Where da boy go can he even pay his taxes
    Only lord knows what he do 2 get the dough
    50 tellit Buck was jealous n a ***** broke
    But we just seem him and hearin what the ***** wrote
    That ***** ballin even if he is sniffin Coke
    They plannin on my downfall tryna set my prof
    But what a ***** come from I don bet they know
    ***** ****** in the game and they turned on me
    For the money and the fame u gonn' learn homie
    I pray to God for these hataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    ***** I'm fukin her when you was fukin him
    If you don't wanna fuk with me then hoe fuk it den
    ****boy on the streets hustlin again
    ***** ****** wanna beef we can get it in
    Black tar hair long where ya bangs at
    Hit you wit this **** n show ya why he can't rap
    Hanging out the window bussin on the freeway
    I'm with my homie it was his quarter key kwaut
    If obama got a plan ***** where it at
    Cuz it's a drought n D, ont nobody know where it's at
    But in the south what we lose we just get it back
    We listen 2 scarface he motivate blaCks
    Den we make stacks n fuk a cop dey can die too
    Before u hide me ***** we gonn hide you
    These rappaz don't fuk wit the streets like I do
    It's all good ima still step aside you I aint no hata
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    Don't look at me
    Cuz I aint given ****** nothin else
    Show em love then they leave me by my fukin self
    My heart cold and I know it would never melt
    I just gotta play the cards that a ***** delt
    Wear these stripes Cut drawgan through the whole day
    Ridin dirty in a rental with the want tags
    Presidential in the gutter where dey do it bad
    Cuz he trade on what I got buk what I had
    Dirty south is on top and some ****** made
    Take a trip to the build ya can get ya schwag
    Yeah I'm glad they kix me out the fukin group
    Cuz now da world C I'm tha muthafukin truth
    Got the streets lyk damn... what happend 2 u
    I bet this conversation now they prolly tappin it to
    I get paper if you so major
    Your team aint **** without the number 1 Claya

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now cry later
    Hataz

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now cry later
    Hataz
  • 作词 : O'Shea Jackson/Deleno Matthews/Levar Coppin
    作曲 : O'Shea Jackson/Deleno Matthews/Levar Coppin
    Young Buck - Laugh Now Cry Later

    Diss 50 Cent
    You look all around the world
    It's tha same ****
    I mean ****** tryn eat
    And it's drier than a muthafuka out here rite now
    But real hood ****** hold it down no matta what
    Ya heard
    "word"
    Yea
    C the thing about a real ***** is
    Whateva a ***** ***** gonna do
    He could never stop that real *****
    We should stand up for the hataz right now
    Cuz those ***** ****** make the world go round hahahaaa

    Ye aint gotta fuk wit me
    Cuz I aint fukin witcha
    I'm ridin dirty with this work
    And my mutha pixta
    40 cal unda my shirt n anotha pistol
    Fuk a friend alla yall
    Can come and getcha issues
    Phone calls from the pen
    Real ****** witcha
    They say the sent a couple tears
    Cuz a ***** miss ya
    A boy thatholds knows war shows they be nasty
    Where da boy go can he even pay his taxes
    Only lord knows what he do 2 get the dough
    50 tellit Buck was jealous n a ***** broke
    But we just seem him and hearin what the ***** wrote
    That ***** ballin even if he is sniffin Coke
    They plannin on my downfall tryna set my prof
    But what a ***** come from I don bet they know
    ***** ****** in the game and they turned on me
    For the money and the fame u gonn' learn homie
    I pray to God for these hataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    ***** I'm fukin her when you was fukin him
    If you don't wanna fuk with me then hoe fuk it den
    ****boy on the streets hustlin again
    ***** ****** wanna beef we can get it in
    Black tar hair long where ya bangs at
    Hit you wit this **** n show ya why he can't rap
    Hanging out the window bussin on the freeway
    I'm with my homie it was his quarter key kwaut
    If obama got a plan ***** where it at
    Cuz it's a drought n D, ont nobody know where it's at
    But in the south what we lose we just get it back
    We listen 2 scarface he motivate blaCks
    Den we make stacks n fuk a cop dey can die too
    Before u hide me ***** we gonn hide you
    These rappaz don't fuk wit the streets like I do
    It's all good ima still step aside you I aint no hata
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now Cry later *****
    Hataz

    Don't look at me
    Cuz I aint given ****** nothin else
    Show em love then they leave me by my fukin self
    My heart cold and I know it would never melt
    I just gotta play the cards that a ***** delt
    Wear these stripes Cut drawgan through the whole day
    Ridin dirty in a rental with the want tags
    Presidential in the gutter where dey do it bad
    Cuz he trade on what I got buk what I had
    Dirty south is on top and some ****** made
    Take a trip to the build ya can get ya schwag
    Yeah I'm glad they kix me out the fukin group
    Cuz now da world C I'm tha muthafukin truth
    Got the streets lyk damn... what happend 2 u
    I bet this conversation now they prolly tappin it to
    I get paper if you so major
    Your team aint **** without the number 1 Claya

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now cry later
    Hataz

    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hatazhatazhataz
    Hataz
    Laugh now cry later
    Hataz