Young Buck - Laugh Now Cry Later Diss 50 Cent You look all around the world It's tha same shit I mean niggaz tryn eat And it's drier than a muthafuka out here rite now But real hood niggaz hold it down no matta what Ya heard "word" Yea C the thing about a real nigga is Whateva a bitch nigga gonna do He could never stop that real nigga We should stand up for the hataz right now Cuz those bitch niggaz 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 niggaz witcha They say the sent a couple tears Cuz a nigga 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 nigga broke But we just seem him and hearin what the nigga wrote That nigga ballin even if he is sniffin Coke They plannin on my downfall tryna set my prof But what a nigga come from I don bet they know Pussy niggaz 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 nigga Hataz Hatazhatazhataz Hatazhatazhataz Hatazhatazhataz Hatazhatazhataz Hataz Laugh now Cry later nigga Hataz Bitch I'm fukin her when you was fukin him If you don't wanna fuk with me then hoe fuk it den Dopeboy on the streets hustlin again Pussy niggaz wanna beef we can get it in Black tar hair long where ya bangs at Hit you wit this shit 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 nigga 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 bitch 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 nigga Hataz Hatazhatazhataz Hatazhatazhataz Hatazhatazhataz Hatazhatazhataz Hataz Laugh now Cry later nigga Hataz Don't look at me Cuz I aint given niggas 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 nigga 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 niggaz 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 shit 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