Taking Hits (feat. D-Tay) lyrics

(Intro)
(Phone Rings)
-Hello? Whats Up, Who Is This?
-Yo n*gga, This Murda Rich
-Whats Up n*gga?
-Whats Up With You My n*gga?, Check This Out
-Some sh*t Done Popped Of Right?
-Yeah
-I Need You And 'Tay To Go Handle It
-Aight
-I Got Like A Hundred Sittin On This n*gga's Fat
-Bring It Back To Me On A Plate, That's Whats Up
-Aight

(Chorus-Young Buck)
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
(D-Tay)
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The b*tch In A Coffin
(Young Buck)
We Takin' Hits
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
(D-Tay)
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The b*tch In A Coffin
We Takin' Hits
(Verse one-Young Buck)
It's Gon' Cost, But We Gon' Get Him Gone, Take His Life Away
2 A.K's, We Gon' Send Him Home
This Is How We Livin' From The Projects To The Prisons
So Don't Be To Comfortible, b*tch 'Cuz You Can Be A Victim
Get 'Em Buck, Hit 'Em Up, Ambulance Pick 'Em Up
Should've Duck'd, Got Killed, n*gga Wasn't Quik Enough
sh*t Is Real, I Ain't Here For No Bullsh*t, I'm Here With A Full Clip
Now Lemme Show You n*ggas What You'll Get (Get 'Em Tay)

(Verse two-D-Tay)
They Never Seen A Mad Man, Come And Dump Up On These Fools
Get The 4-5 c*cked Back, Gunnin' At You Dudes
Black Down, Thuged Out, And Masked To Match
I'm Not Doin' It Cuz Theme pus*y n*ggas, bast*rds Cap
Who Want That? You Want That, I Don't Think You Do
Like I Gun The Bloody Down, sh*t, I Gun You Too
I'm Like 50, I Don't Care If Its Platinum Or White Gold
Soon As I c*ck It Back, Gimme That Ice Hoe (Yeeh)

(Chorus-Young Buck)
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
(D-Tay)
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The b*tch In A Coffin
(Young Buck)
We Takin' Hits
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
(D-Tay)
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The b*tch In A Coffin
We Takin' Hits
(Phone Rings Again)
-Hello?
-Yo Buck, Murder Rich n*gga
-What's Up n*gga?
-Man, I'm Tryin To See Whats Up With That Business, n*gga
-Hey Man, We F'na To Bust This n*ggas Head, Im'a Hit You Back, Aight?

(Verse three-Young Buck)
Hey There He Go, He Don't Know That We Behind Him
So Go Pull Up Beside Him, And Lemme Put This 9 In Him
You Ever Seen The 30-30 With The Scope On It?
A Bunch Of n*ggas Smokin Weed, That Got Dope On It
And We Don't Leave No Evidence, Or No Finger Prints
Follow Certain Elements, Cuz n*ggas Goto Jail For This
They Say I'm Heaven Sent, I Think I'm Hell Bound
Cuz I'm Addicted To The Way A 12 Gauge Sound

(Verse four-D-Tay)
I Keep The Dough In, Swing The Chopper And The Pit-Bull sh*t
If He Run, He Ain't Gettin One, Get A Clip Full Of It
Thats For Movin, Must Have Been Some Confusion, When I Came In
Told You Lay The f*ck Down, Or Else These Bullets Cave In
Must Thought I Was Playin, Im'a Let You Know When I Shoot That 4
How It Go When A Gangster Roll, Murder Man, Blood Bath, What'd You Take It For
I Ain't Playin' Games, Ain't Nuthing Gon' Ever Change
Murder Put Money On Your Head, Gimme His Brain, Muthaf*cka!
(Chorus-Young Buck)
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
(D-Tay)
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The b*tch In A Coffin
(Young Buck)
We Takin' Hits
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
(D-Tay)
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The b*tch In A Coffin
We Takin' Hits