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Young Buck

Laugh Now, Cry Later

 

Laugh Now, Cry Later


You look all around the world, it's the same shit
I mean niggas tryna eat, and it's a drier than a motherfucker out here right now
But real hood niggas hold it down no matter what, ya heard (yeah!)
See the thing about a real nigga is
Whatever a bitch nigga do he could never stop that real nigga
See we should stand up for the haters right now
Because those bitch niggas make the world go 'round (Hahaha!)

Yeah, you don't have to fuck with me 'cause I ain't fucking witcha
I'm riding dirty with this work and my mother bitching
40 cal. under my shirt and another pistol
Fuck a friend, all of ya'll can get your issue
Phone calls from the pen real niggas witchu
They say they shed a couple tears 'cause a nigga miss you
Avoiding hoes, no award shows
They been asking where his boy go
Can he even pay his taxes?
Only lord knows what he do to get his dough
Let 50 tell 'em buck is jealous and the nigga broke
But we just seen him man, we hearing what the nigga wrote (hey!)
That nigga's balling even if he's sniffing coke (fa' sho)
They praying on my downfall tryna set me broke (fuck!)
But what a nigga come from I don't think they know (nah)
Pussy niggas in the game done turned on me (turned on me)
For the money and the fame, you gon' learn homie
I pray to god for these...

[Chorus:]
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
They hating me
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
Laugh now, cry later nigga
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
They hating me
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
Laugh now, cry later nigga

Bitch I was fucking her when she was fucking him (Haha)
If you don't wanna fuck with me, then fuck you then
Dope boy in the streets hustling again
You pussy niggas wanna beef, we can get it in
Black tall, hair wall, where your bangs at?
Hit you with this shit and show you why he came back
Hanging out of the window busting on the freeway
I'm with my homie it was his quarter key way
If Obama has a plan, where it at?
'Cause it's a drop and nobody know where it's at
But in the south what we lose, we just get it back
We listen to scarface, he motivates blacks
Then we make stacks
Fuck a cop, they can die too
Before you hide me bitch, we gon' hide you
These rappers don't fuck with the streets like I do
It's all good, I'll still stand beside you
I ain't no...

(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
They hating me
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
Laugh now, cry later nigga
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
They hating me
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
Laugh now, cry later nigga

Don't look at me cause I ain't giving niggas nothing else
Show 'em love then they leave me by my fucking self
My heart cold and I know it'll never melt
I just gotta play the cards that a nigga dealt
[? ]
Riding dirty in a riddle with the wrong tags
Presidential in the gutter when they doing bad
Concentrate on what I got, fuck what I had
Dirty south on top and some niggas mad
Go take a trip to the fields and you can get your swag
Yeah I'm glad they done kicked me out the fucking group
'Cause now the world see I'm the motherfucking truth
Got the streets like, damn homie what happened to you
I bet this conversation they tapping it too
I get paper
If you so major
Your team ain't shit without the number one playah
(we know that your'all)

(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
They hating me
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
Laugh now, cry later nigga
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
They hating me
(Haters, haters, haters, haters, haters)
Laugh now, cry later nigga

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