Meet the Yunginz (feat. Rubberbann, T-Code, Money Leek, Baby Boy, Lucci, King Wooh & FastCashJune)

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Melvo G

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Man All ya better stay up on ya grind
And I mean dat shit
And I don't care if you callin 9 or 10 times
When you need dat shit
unh
Streets ain't nice, Betta think shit twice
Sacrificing wen you livin that life
Onna move they ain't packin shit light
My nigga meet the yunginz
Rubberbann
They tried to trick Rubber out the spot
Long live my niggaz but mama I love the block
Bann an OG just like Papa Doc
Drake thing hit make a yung nigga shoulder rock
Hit after hit Rubber caught a spark
Chip on my shoulder walk round wit a Boulder rock
Pour up 3 wit dat drink mix it up wit the soda pop
Bitch I came from the gutter I came from the lower parts
Bann shit be crankin my music performing arts
Bitch want me wife her I told her play her part
Hit after hit wen I make it I'm moving far
Standing on 10 Bann was real from the start
I Walked Up in the club bitch gon ask who you are
Dick in her guts girl you fukkin a star
Bann in this bitch making bangers they see now
She ain't want me at first caught that bitch off the rebound
Had to cut that bitch off shawty inna way
I be stacking them honchos lil Rubber see better days
Free Bann hit Rubber Lou I see better plays
They say stay off the streets my OG know a better way
Free Crud Luv man dat nigga a beast
Keep a stick in his coat
Keep a glock in his fleece
They be fukkin wit Rubber I'm rockin the beat
Drac thing hit had him stompin his feet
Code
Rubberban & the Code bitch pick you one
From the west side where young niggas
send you one
F*ck ah flag, city nigga ahk where you from
Feds blitz me told dem boyz i ain't tipping none
Clucker want some drugs call the plug tell em gimme some
Front line when I'm stepping this ah cannon just ah Bigger Drum
Bmore bitch say she love me told the bitch she really dumb
Mar say I'm da two told bruh this the really one
Put the dick in the 15 den call it R Kelly
45 call her dark skin like Keisha from belly
Bitch think that I'm cheating like Jody den smell me!
Post office bitch pregnant I told her mail me!
Tryna tell you niggas im really different
Swish ona glock to click ah nigga can't hear the nigga
Plucked his ass put the fear in niggas
Sadity nigga
Man
Im just a city nigga
Code
I'm from the side niggaz really get busy
Can't trust these niggaz these niggaz play you 50
Casa Migos I don't f*ck wit the Henny
Fukkin her good put my duck in her kidneys
Get the fukk boy you is not wit me
My bitch do them drugs just like she Whitney
Tryna rob me nigga you must be silly
Got a real plug he livin in Italy
Unh unh
Imma keep that shit goin till I make it out
If I hop on your song Imma swag it out
Like 21 you know imma air it out
Bitch tryna argue
Can we just fukk it out
Ain't chasing bitches I'm tryna make it out
Like Call of Duty
Imma just take him out
Lil money leek
You know I be Cashin out
Look
Naw forreal
Get the bread yung nigga heard he back on the mission
Heard them niggaz was fishin
But I'm clutching the metal I'm deep inna trenches
I just popped me a pill I was deep in my feelings
Look
Heart too cold shit froze
Look
Free De-Lo cuz he up the road
Nd im selling shit you can sniff through ya nose
Fukk it you know how we comin my yunginz dem niggaz
They robbin the robbers nd killin the killaz
Feds hit da block throw the gun wit the switches
ARP wit a 100 I'm hunting a nigga
She too mad I'm in love wit the trenches
Bruh I don't een know why she wantin a nigga
Can't think in that field when I'm comin to getcha
Not no son of a slave ain't no frontin a nigga
Standing on business I'm stuck in the trenches
They said they want smoke then we gotta go get em
We turning their block to a chimney
I told em we havin dem diddys we all thru the city
I'm fukkin that bitch on her sister
Back to back bitch I get lifted
Somebody pass a jigga
I'm poppin these bitches for Jitta
They neva shouldn't touch my lil nigga we all thru the city
I'm sliding back to back wit a 50
Switchy on top of the nickel get busy
They said they fukkin wit me they ain't fukkin wit me
Kno I'm havin that cash I got plenty
I ran that shit up wit a safe
Fukk a safe I needa bank
Don't play games bitch I got rank
I'm the one get you touched it ain't nuffin you watch wat you say wen you speak on my name
My yunginz ain't goin for nuffin we see u then run up we buss at your mova
It's King Wooh nd Fukk all da drama
Ima city nigga who ain't wit dat na na
I hope Onna flight if I wanna
If you don't see me don't do no wonderin
Man fukk all that fake shit basic
My yung niggaz ain't wit all of that fakin
Man buy me a lb I'm weighing
Call T-Y to the muhhfukkin basement
Now ya niggaz wanna hate me
Man Nuk go nd Tee off Onna baby
Melvo want me to stay focused
To the top so these niggaz can't notice
Lul Luck where the Fukk is cash at
Round June way yu kno dats FastCash
Lul Leek where the Fukk you been at
Aye Tae where the Fukk them bands at
All them my Lul yunginz
And if it's a problem they gon come crushin
DAMN
Man All ya better stay up on ya grind
And I mean dat shit
And I don't care if you callin 9 or 10 times
When you need dat shit
Unh
Streets ain't nice, Betta think shit twice
Sacrificing wen you livin that life
Onna move they ain't packin shit light
My nigga meet the yunginz
Unh…
Chea…
Which one of ya niggaz want it
Touch one then they all come runnin
My yung Niggaz they don't backdown from nuffin
Yea
Wish I was like them when I was yunger
Did a year in OK
Came home just to make em feel the Thunder
Free smoke yea who want some
Ty tell em niggaz we only trust none
Bought a clock just to punch one
Real shooters inna field Fukk a duck hunt
This a buck shot
Got the belt nigga
I'm the top notch
Can't get wit it
Betta kick rocks
This is our block
I Told my yung niggaz betta stay sharp
Unh
Gotta set the example
Don't test they'll give ya ass a sample
Unh
Used to make them niggaz fight
Yung dawgz they don't bark just bite
And wit this combination put the game on lock
We ain't playin shit safe
Ima G but I'm stickin to the T Code
Got rubberbann in release mode
Leaky Leek peepin shit like a creep
Wooh Wop inna drop pop n lockin
Luck dawg lookin sweet wit the dawg
Dat nigga Nuk strategize like a crook
On the beat
I'd Smack the shit outta nigga…
now that's wat I call a bar in a bar
Lost one yungin shit left all of us scarred
We Do this shit for jR nicca..
Trap nigga my phone keep ringin

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