Dickie Fits
Young Buck Lyrics


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See nigga we thugged out for a reason
Niggaz ain't thuggin, because, they like the look nigga
Or they like to be on these streets nigga
Nigga we thuggin cause we gotta eat out'chea where I'm from
Ca$hville, gangsters nigga

[Verse One]
I had to step back and regroup myself, overlook employees
And see how much juice was left cause niggaz came for me
Revolvers to fullies increasin my ki' movings
Soakin game from Baby watchin old mob movies
Two all gold clips, go with this platinum uzi
To keep you bitches losin 'round Christmas time when the jackers choosin
Niggaz refusin feel that heat first, shit gets deeper
See when we beef we make yo' street hurt, check yo' beeper
The job is done when you get 911's
Receivin calls talkin 'bout son your lil' brother all alone
My attitude can quickly change potnah
Heads get bust open like Priest when he poppin bottles
No role models to look up to when you ghetto raised
Leavin no clues, stack revenues in different ways
Trade that deuce 57 and get yourself two K's
Then let a nigga know how much mo' you made in two days

["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]

[Verse Two]
How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan
His operation led to destination under sand
Some niggaz playin with me are scared to stand behind their steel
Shake up and break up what was organized for years
Shed tears, when white folks hand a nigga a L
Ball up and fuck all up a nigga mail
Beeper reportin low, when you put in a Duracell
Put it in your mind, cause that's the first sign they on the trail
Where I dwell, there's plenty money shit be hard to tell
Who doin the yap yappin so they tappin up the cells
When you lived on the hill, was never late payin yo' bills
Now you back to the projects, shit out here gettin real
Somebody lackin they skills and they street smart
Ain't no sunshine playboy, they life dark
It takes one star, one car, one nigga who made it far
One thug, one grudge and it's life behind bars

["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]

[Verse Three]
I stand all man nigga, though a child in age
I got my own brain, my own ways to go and get paid
Niggaz want you in the shade but when you come out and shine
Then here it is you owe 'em somethin, but what about mine?
I never signed a dotted line, therefore just let me be
T.I.P. took me under and we headed to the highest peak
I might as well just speak, for the soldiers with Buck
Load your artillery, prepare to put your guns up
You think it'll get to this, Bowre told me it would
Said it's all good no more, puttin on your black hood
Still the same frustration that stay beatin my chest
If it ain't one of these bitches then these niggaz won't test
A meal ticket nuttin less, that's what I'm shootin for
And in my quest for chips, there's some shit you can't ignore
So I load up the 4, if you want it then let it be
All these fake niggaz tryin to be just like me





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]

Overall Meaning

In Young Buck's "Dickie Fits," the lyrics speak to the harsh realities of life as a gangster in Cashville. The song is a reflection of Young Buck's personal experience as a thug, and his message is clear: being a thug isn't simply about appearances, but it's a necessary means of survival. He lays out the reasons why he and his crew (and by extension, other similar groups) live a life of thuggery – it's the only way to survive on the streets.


In the first verse, Young Buck reflects on his tactics as a gangster. He's cautious and observant of his surroundings, and he's always aware of how much "juice" he has left. In the second verse, he talks about the harsh realities of gang life, which often involves fear, betrayal, and deep-seated frustration. In the final verse, Young Buck is defiant, calling out any fakers and declaring that he'll continue to do what he needs to do to provide for himself and his crew.


Overall, "Dickie Fits" offers a glimpse into the danger, intensity, and complex relationships that come with the thug life.


Line by Line Meaning

See nigga we thugged out for a reason
We are thugs for a reason, unlike others who just like the look or being on the streets. We do it out of necessity because of where we come from in Ca$hville.


I had to step back and regroup myself, overlook employees
I needed to take a step back and reevaluate my situation, including my employees and assets.


And see how much juice was left cause niggaz came for me
I needed to assess how much power I had left because other people were trying to come after me.


Revolvers to fullies increasin my ki' movings
People were coming after me with different kinds of guns, increasing the risk and making me more on edge.


Soakin game from Baby watchin old mob movies
I'm learning from my mentors and even old movies to better understand how to operate in this world of power and violence.


Two all gold clips, go with this platinum uzi
I have expensive and high-quality weaponry to protect myself and my interests.


Niggaz refusin feel that heat first, shit gets deeper
When people refuse to back down or respect my power, things get even more dangerous and intense.


See when we beef we make yo' street hurt, check yo' beeper
When I have conflicts with others, I make sure to make their whole neighborhood feel the repercussions and let them know that they can't hide.


How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan
It's not fair to judge others without recognizing the immense pressure and difficulty of planning and executing operations in this lifestyle.


His operation led to destination under sand
When someone else's plan goes awry or turns out to be unsuccessful, they often end up in dangerous or deadly situations.


Some niggaz playin with me are scared to stand behind their steel
Some people who threaten or come after me are actually afraid to fight me directly or use their weapons.


Ain't no sunshine playboy, they life dark
Life is tough and bleak for those who choose to live this kind of lifestyle, with no end in sight.


I got my own brain, my own ways to go and get paid
I am independent and resourceful, able to find my own means of making money and surviving.


Niggaz want you in the shade but when you come out and shine
People try to keep me down and in the shadows, but when I am successful and powerful, they want a cut or stake in my success.


Still the same frustration that stay beatin my chest
I am still filled with frustration and anger despite my power and wealth, constantly struggling to maintain it in a dangerous world.


All these fake niggaz tryin to be just like me
There are many people who try to emulate my lifestyle and image, but they will never truly understand or be able to handle the risks and consequences involved.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BENJAMIN JAMAL FLOWERS, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, DAVID DARNELL BROWN

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