Happy New Year lyrics

[Verse 1]
I just buried my best friend
It's f*ck everything
It's f*ck them G-Unit n*ggas whatever you claim better bang
I feel no pain as I kill y'all
Cause if my n*gga tick was here he would have killed y'all
40's speaking on me, you don't know me homie
But I know Compton n*ggas that wanna do that for me
Go get Curtis now, tell him Buck said f*ck him
Cause for the last 2 years this ho ain't said nothing
I came from the dirt, they tryna make me hurt
I'm sh*tting on your label p*ssing on your paperwork
Look b*tch you need this, here goes some energy
Yayo you know you the biggest ho in the industry
It's all over now, you better kill me
Yeah I been selling dope to feed my babies, feel me
Ain't no way in hell that I'm a do this yearly
So I'm a start it off by saying Happy New Year...

[Hook:]
It's a new year (come on)
Let's all on the count of 3 holla Happy New Year
It's a new year (let's go)
This year sh*t it's all on me
I'm hollering happy new year
It's a new year (come on)
Let's all on the count of 3 holla Happy New Year
It's a new year (let's go)
This year sh*t it's all on me
I'm hollering happy new year
[Verse 2:]
Standing in the graveyard everybody's crying
They say I'm gon' handle it but everybody's lying
I'm riding through these motherf*cking projects with my homie in a casket
100 cars deep, we f*cking up traffic
It's real life no acting
Sorry officer I don't know what happened
50 you know my homie wanted me to ride on you n*ggas
Before he could get to y'all he died on your n*ggas
Ya popped a lot of sh*t I let you slide on you n*ggas
Now Cashville is coming to NY on you n*ggas
The contract, b*tch you took that sh*t beyond that
So you could give me 10 million I wouldn't come back
What the f*ck is 50 cent is what Jigga said
Look at yourself, even now I'm diggin' up the dead
Get some help, all you had left was 1 buck
You lost that and f*cked up
Now it's happy new year...

[Hook]

[Outro]
Haha, yeah Curtis so while you watching the ball drop in New York
Well this what they listening to in the hood n*gga
Yeah, Jamaica queens Brooklyn, all the boroughs round your way, we celebrating
Now I know I'm digging up the dead but my n*gga dead and gone
Rest in Peace Tick, I got you, yeah my homeboy, I think he sh*tted in your mansion
If I ain't mistaken but you know my n*gga tick right
He was like f*ck everything so it's f*ck you n*gga
f*ck all y'all, all you G-unit n*ggas all you b*tch ass n*ggas over there that wanna jump on the Curtis bandwagon
f*ck you n*ggas too, it's on n*gga, 2010 it's a hell of a year n*gga
Gon' put you rap n*ggas to test n*gga
We shooting over here n*gga
Cashville Happy New Year
Let's celebrate n*gga, shot gun shells and AK bullets
Young Buck he on that bullsh*t and I ain't getting off of it neither
Curtis where is your b*tch ass at now n*gga, it's on, let's go