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gucci mane, jadakiss & fetty wap – young niggas (feat. jadakiss & fetty wap) lyrics

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i keep a mac-11 on my f-cking seat
can’t let them beat me up like rodney king
i used to have a dream something like doctor king
bought a mac 90 with a f-cking beam
cuz these n-gg-s killing for the letter b
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter c
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter p
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter v

i got money, pounds and bullets like my n-gg- wee
i put my faith in god, i know he believe in me
r.i.p. my n-gg- dunk, i see you in my sleep
remember when i used to sell like 50 bricks a week
i got some shooters and my shooters don’t shoot at the knee
if you get caught with all that 3 don’t say you copped from me
they gave my n-gg- 30 year, couldn’t even cop for plea
you wanna take it to the street, we can keep it street
i grab a n-gg- in the street, they found him on the beach
the richest street n-gg- living, go call robin leach
i scr-pe ace and them sixes with the georgia peach
now reverend you better watch, i practice what i preach
i knew i could never teacher dead police

i keep a mac-11 on my f-cking seat
can’t let them beat me up like rodney king
i used to have a dream something like doctor king
bought a mac 90 with a f-cking beam
cuz these n-gg-s killing for the letter b
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter c
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter p
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter v

t5doa, i’m back up on the street
probably blowing sour cuz ain’t nothing sweet
i show you my power if you f-ck with me
if you dead in an hour, that’s just what it be
for the love of me
killing for the letters, better get your cheddar
cuz it usually gets worse, before it gets better
i ain’t a body shooter, i’m what you call a “header”
and i hope they remember you, cuz i’m tryna forget ya
you ain’t even gotta flex, i’m still tryna stretch ya
prayin’ ain’t gon’ help you, just hope i don’t catch ya
stay the f-ck out of my way, that’s all i suggest ya
they killin’ for the letter p, yeah that’s that pressure

i keep a mac-11 on my f-cking seat
can’t let them beat me up like rodney king
i used to have a dream something like doctor king
bought a mac 90 with a f-cking beam
cuz these n-gg-s killing for the letter b
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter c
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter p
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter v

young n-gg-s drilling everything they see
young n-gg-s juuging just to f-cking eat
young n-gg-s dying screaming “rest in peace”
it’s a cold, cold world in these f-cking streets
it’s a lot of young n-gg-s that just love to beef
40 with the drum, n-gg-, i can’t wait to squeeze
when you see the zoo comin’, watch these n-gg-s freeze
young n-gg-s getting money, money all i see
all i do is hear money, money all i free
it’s a smooth 50k in these robin jeans
it’s a zoovier with gucci mane, the f-ck you mean?
i’m a young n-gg- living out my f-cking dreams
squad!

i keep a mac-11 on my f-cking seat
can’t let them beat me up like rodney king
i used to have a dream something like doctor king
bought a mac 90 with a f-cking beam
cuz these n-gg-s killing for the letter b
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter c
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter p
these young n-gg-s killing for the letter v

yeah
what n-gg- you know get you 8-9 mixtapes while he locked up, n-gg-? and he bout to come home and shut this sh-t down
it’s too late now, n-gg-, don’t strategize, n-gg-
don’t strategize now, n-gg-, it’s too late, let’s go!



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