Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's Not OK, artist - Young Buck. Album song Dead Wrong Mixtape, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: cashville
Song language: English
It's Not OK |
Dirty South stand up mayne, Eastcoast let’s go, Westside let’s ride! |
Oh… I’m good, It’s two sides of every story nigga." |
Push your bubs pipes, your life get wiped away, it’s a price you pay to wear |
that ice today. |
So that say we ain’t shit cause we clamin' the corner. |
Well sorry you don’t live, where I live your honor. |
The feds don’t care, look what they did to drama and what they gon' do, |
if we collect Obama. |
The reason I say, we livin' in last day’s, cause shawty got aids givin' pussy |
away. |
Maybe I should stab another nigga for DRE |
Or be the DJ to get some radio play, |
If I walk right pass ya with nothing to say, holla back another day, |
cause I’m not okay. |
Momma always told me every day is like this |
So when you grow up, don’t play that shit. |
Daddy always told me every day is like this |
He say «Son don’t you play that shit» |
And I know, if I go, one of you motherfuckers is comin' with me, |
Somebody gon' die to night, my mind ain’t right |
Stop fucking with me, you can’t see that I’m not okay. |
Temperature rising, barely surviving', kill with no hidin', they shootin' when |
I ridin' |
There comes a time, when the sun goes down, the killers come out, |
the cowards can’t be found. |
Animal instinct, I smell bitch niggas, before they make it to me, |
I know how to deal with em' |
Last year wasn’t fair, I was almost there, made more in the streets then my own |
rap carrie |
When the camaras ain’t on nigga, I ain’t hole and my presents ain’t shown nigga, |
I ain’t gon' |
Buck gettin' to the money homie, I ain’t row and the drow time comin', |
But you know I’m on, holla back! |
Momma always told me every day is like this |
So when you grow up, don’t play that shit. |
Daddy always told me every day is like this |
He say «Son don’t you play that shit» |
And I know, if I go, one of you motherfuckers is comin' with me, |
Somebody gon' die to night, my mind ain’t right |
Stop fucking with me, you can’t see that I’m not okay. |
«I mean… I done speak it for it self. |
What you see, is what you get and |
What you hear is, what it is… For me anyway, I’m doin' me. |
DRE! |
What up homie? |
Em… Oh man, you know you my nigga mayne. |
Ay! |
Just sayin' dough, look it, look it where we at… |
It’s cool, ha ha haa cause I’m good man. |
I’m in the streets… And my daughter… I mean my kids gon' eat regardless |
homie. |
Momma always told me every day is like this |
So when you grow up, don’t play that shit. |
Daddy always told me every day is like this |
He say «Son don’t you play that shit» |
And I know, if I go, one of you motherfuckers is comin' with me, |
Somebody gon' die to night, my mind ain’t right |
Stop fucking with me, you can’t see that I’m not okay. |