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yg - meet the flockers (altered version) lyrics

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[intro]
meet the— me— meet the—

[verse 1: yg]
(first) you find a house and scope it out
find a— (find a—) neighborhood
’cause they don’t believe in bank accounts
(second) you find a crew and a driver
someone to ring the doorbell
and someone that ain’t scared to do what it do
(third) you pull up at the spot, park, watch
ring the doorbell and knock (+ding+dong+)
(four) make sure n0body’s home (+knock+knock+knock+knock+)
they gone—okay, it’s on
“don’t be scared, n+gga, you in now
if the police come, you gon’ find out who your friends now”
that ain’t me talking, that’s your mind playing tricks on you
you conscious ’cause you know you got nines with two clips on you
but f+ck that, motherf+ck that plasma
and f+ck that laptop, go and get that jewelry box
you tryna get paid? go take that jewelry box to the slauson
they’ll give you cash back in the same day

[chorus: yg]
meet the motherf+cking flockers! (meet the—)
make money+money, make money+money+money
(make some noise if you’ve ever stole something in your life)
take money+money, take money+money+money
(don’t be ashamed, it’s okay, man)
make money+money, make money+money+money
(make some noise if you ever stole a dollar out your mama purse when she wasn’t lookin while y’all was in church)
take money+money, take money+money+money
[verse 2: teecee4800]
ugh, ayy, n+ggas don’t know the history about the flock
put the flathead in the door, pull it, make it go flock (fast)
hit the first drawer, grab a n+gga some socks
that n+gga in the car better be listening to that box (for real)
ayy, i ain’t staking out sh+t (nah)
n+ggas “eeny, meeny, miny, moe” and ding+dong+ditch (ayy)
ain’t a safe i can’t crack, n+gga, that’s on crip (yankees)
i’m with my pirus from compton, we gon’ pass and get rich, ayy
fifty racks, three n+ggas, sixteen+five a split
let some weeks go by, we at the dealership (ugh)
i never took notes, n+gga, i need the pink slip
hit icey, macking up for my bullsh+t
spent about ten cash (yup)
jumped into the whip and did the whole dash (two hunnid)
d. loc, my n+gga, my n+gga
hit my first l!ck, passed with my n+ggas, ayy



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