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Artist/Band: Young Buck
Lyrics for Song: Court Date
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Young Buck



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]


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Young Buck


Young Buck
"Other Songs - Young Buck"


1. Died And Came Back
2. Footprints
3. I Shoot You Shoot
4. Stomp~Collector's Edition
5. 24's Freestyle
6. 2nd Chance
7. 3 Kings
8. All Eyez On Me
9. Born To Be A Thug
10. Come And Catch Me Nigga
11. Court Date
12. Dickie Fits
13. Dope Game
14. Drivin Down The Freeway
15. Funeral Music [Clean]
16. G-Shit
17. Headphones
18. I Aint Fuckin' Wit Ya
19. I Got It
20. I Luv Da Hood
21. I Need A Freak
22. I'll Be Back
23. If I Die Tonight
24. Last Of A Dying Breed
25. Laugh Now, Cry Later
26. Na Wut
27. Niggas Change On You
28. Pop A Pill
29. Postin Up
30. Prepare For War
31. Prepare War
32. Purse First
33. Run Thru' Em
34. Slow Your Role
35. Something About You
36. Stomp (Collector's Edition)
37. Stomp (Remix)
38. Straight Up
39. Swag On Em
40. The Blues
41. The Taped Conversatioin
42. Thugged Out
43. Tipsy (Young Buck Remix)
44. Two Bricks
45. U Ain't Goin' Nowhere
46. United Snakes Of America
47. Violate My Probation
48. War Witcha Homeboy
49. We Don't Need No Help
50. Where The Haters At
51. Work Magic
52. Yappin
53. You Already Know
54. You Can Get It Too
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