Young Buck My Interview Lyrics

Yeah, its my time man, im mean u should just open up the door for a real n____,
u kno roll out the m_________in carpet for a n____ like me,
its cool I geuss ill just kick the door down!

[Verse 1]

d___ right im sippin surp, flippin birds to get what i deserve, an i hear the same things that you heard,
like 50 kicked him out, or buck sniffed c__e, an he flips out, its to late, ur whole world no whati be bout, but s___ i do make mistakes like any other man, s___ i recope off a album n____ quiker than u can it aint me, its the street an i practice what i preach, i got beef in the club one deep on south beach, am i loyal, dr dre can answer that for ya, the hood we aint fightin for no oil, we fightin for life, n____s can afford lawyers, if u aint been on ur block, im goin there for ya, u open up a casket of a thug that was born a b______, 50 birds with a bucket of battery acid, they watchin u, they gonna wait for me, a real street n____, what can u take from me?