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Shoutout to the Wutang, DJ turn me up a lil bit homie, yea. oh ya'll done figure out who it is by now right? haha it's me young buck bitches what it do, New York Stand up one time, The Dirty south Came with me this time homie yeaaaa, hey.

[Chorus:]
No matter how much you try you can't stop me now. No matter how much you try you can't stop me now

[Verse 1:]
Dirty south nigga whilin on my Shaolin Shit, Got my harlem hoe with me she a violent bitch, country nigga in New York with my timberlands on, I been here so long feel like this is my home, you dead wrong think I ain't goin back to brooklyn the same place where they say ya chain got took man, I'm all through BX like KRS I'm at the Rutger game this year like I got kicks, I got my queens niggas with me and we strapped tonight from the bridge to where 50 used to live I'm ight, where my wilehoop niggas at, STATEN ISLAND stand up FUCK the Police let em die in his handcuffs, lower east side papi got it for the low corner bowdega but the south call em cornerstones, still thuggin ain't eat nuthin, heavy footsteps sound like B comin, I'm in the hood where the crackheads kid runnin and theyll crack your head until I give em sumtin, I won't leave until I can't breathe, so ay New York New York I'm like 50 what the fuck you thought, as I walk through the valley of death by my self if I die make my clip have no shells left, no vest no luck no bullet proof truck just me young buck, ay CURTIS, TONY, LLOYD haha Wassup?

[Chorus:]
No matter how much you try you can't stop me now (na man I'm on some whole other shit homie) No matter how much you try you can't stop me now (you do what you do nigga I'm doin me)

[Verse 2:]
In my Mayweather on I'm the champion nigga, Ain't nobody in ya camp can get wid em, Round two like ring the bell and watch I give them hell I knocked em out and made reseringtones fail, I shall provale never fall of fail even if my body's trapped behind bars in jail I won't tell god told me all is well drink a cup of ice water tell em send me to hell cause real niggas don't die we jus get rich or high, come back reincarnated as a mother fuckin fly shittin on everything I'm gettin on like uhhh takin this toilet paper and cleanin up good, enjoyin the hatas we all have em in the hood see they would be sayin this if they could, YOUNG BUCK no bullet proof truck no vest no luck just me nigga haha yea I'm a stay intouch

[Chorus:]
No matter how much you try you can't stop me now (I see the money, I could see the money man) No matter how much you try you can't stop me now (ha do what you gota do but I'm a bout to get this money homie let's goo)
No matter how much you try you can't stop me now (oh say my name baby say my mother fuckin name)
No matter how much you try you can't stop me now (Shoutout to the real niggas around the world homie)

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