Young Buck - Somethings Got Me On It Lyrics

Shut up and listen!
Shit, I don't move, nigger it's a revolution!
Maybe is cause it's a bunch of [?]
[?] nigger you know what it is!
Just trying to figure out!
Some got me [?] let go!

Don't know if it's the murders, the robbers, the beef, the [?]
The hood, the straps, don't know,
Cause something is got me on it!
I'm on it, I'm on it!
Something is got me on it!
I'm on it, I'm on it!
Don't know if it's the pills, the weed, the coke, the [?]
The way I'm [?] the scene!
Cause something is got me on it!
I'm on it, I'm on it!
OK, OK, I'm bad, I'm serving, I'm leaning, I'm swerving
I'm strapped [?] the young niggers is hurting!
[?] I'm lurking, I'm killing, I'm [?]
I'm shooting, I'm working, I'm only one person!
No tags, no [?] you mad and I'm glad
Got [?] put niggers in body bag
I'm a soldier, I told you,
Nigger f*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck him and f*ck hard too!
F*ck that I want some new
Top down, no sun [?].
Hundred pounds I run through
I'm running around like my son do
Never say how she gone you, I kick a bitch like kung fu
Told ya, I'm a come through
No religion, just through
Thirty chickens front you [?]
Still pimping [?] all the mirrors are [?]
Country niggers live in a bar
Wrong Cush on your farm

[?] the money, the power,
The way that half of these rap niggers cowards
Something is got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it!
Something is got me on it!
I'm on it, I'm on it!
Don't know if it's the chill, the pill, the Rose, the [?]
The way I'm back on my book shit again!
But something is got me on it, I'm on it,
Something is got me on it, I'm on it!
I'm cooking, I'm watching, I'm looking, I'm shopping
I'm tired of parties, peoples asking me when am I dropping
I'm rolling, I'm rocking, I'm moving, not stopping
I'm loading up my chopper out here, about to get it popping!
You're flexing, I'm stressing, I still ain't learned my lesson
I'm [?] to count my blessings, I put 'em all in investments.
These hoes ain't shit, but they own my dick
I just started, you quit, I'm not real, you're a bitch!
I'm here, no scale, I got eight balls for sale
And I hate [?] I pray I get killed.
I'm an outlaw without ya [?]
Ring a [?] I smell pussy [?]
Court cases, probation, one guy, one nation
No despair, no patience, selling dope is my occupation.
F*ck [?] f*ck a nation
I'm in the trap with no [?]
And I want your [?] I ain't gonna bring none to the table.

The Lord, the Devil, the bricks, the pebble
The ladies make his kinky on my level
But something is got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
I just don't know!
I'm on it, I'm on it, I'm on it!
Don't know if it's the love, the hate, the peace the [?]
The way they say their real, but their fake.
But something is got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it