Young Buck Court Date lyrics

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Court Date by Young Buck Court Date lyrics True, I'm in the hood like you Same hunk of pains everyone go through I'm just gettin' it, do what I do I'm hated by many, and loved by few Naw, You don't even have a clue what kind of bills is due The boys in blue, niggaz try to kill me too So I hustle, I hustle, I hustle, You can' stop my hustle My bonds been paid, Bitch made niggaz get outa the way These Fuck boys thought I wasn't gettin' out today Okay, knock knock open up (pow pow) Woke em up, Woke him up, like motherfucker you done told him, What! DEA go a search warrant what I did? Roughed my bitch up, And put the cuffs on my kids Mayne, Everybody actin' like they didnt say nothin Ye, you like from your lyin', my court dates comin' My court dates comin [x4] The Days gettin' shorter my nights gettin' longer Life is a bitch, But I love this hoe, so I'm on her My lawyer need money, or he say he aint commin' And I'm thinkin bout runnin', but they still got my woman If you aint did nothin, sittin in cell six, She aint ever seen nothin, so she couldn't tell shit Tryin to take my kids, they say the parents arent fit What they found aint no tellin what the parents might get But I tell em like this, I was sellin dem bricks Puttin mine through school, Fuck what I'm wearin' on my wrist Now my court date commin', of cours their Wonderin if I'm really goin to show up, for one till the roll up My brains sayin' hold up, my body sayin' go Get it over with, don't play with dem white folks So I hustle, I hustle, I hustle, You can' stop my hustle My court dates comin [x4] In twenty-four hours, my dreams is devoured The DA hate me, and the judge is a coward My house payed for, my kids got allowance My mama all good, I got somethin' to be proud of so ima lay it down, do it on my own when I'm wrong Fuck my hoes, I'll get at em when I'm home Cause I hustle, I hustle, so fuck you, fuck you Never loved her, never did trust you Fuckin' up the pain, call a nigga name up Phone just rang, I answered you hang up The hallway full of spectators, Black and whit people reading over court papers My name gets called, I'm prepared for it all Nowhere to sit the court room to small I hear by law, I order you to come tomorrow My lawyer put it off, so that means that.. My court dates comin [x4]

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