Lyrics:
Now that's the type of shit a nigga be on
You ain't getting to the money, you can be
gone
Check my driveway if you wanna see chrome
I'm bagging dope
cause this is real thug shit nigga!
It's a thug world we live in a thug world it's a thug world t-h-you-g
It's a thug world we live in a thug world it's
and murda all year
Yo it's nothing but the money, gettin cash you feel us
A hundred mill is deep all black we killers
Nothing but the realer niggaz and we
Young Nigga World
Young nigga ways (Juvy)
I just really want that money nigga, fuck a hoe (Okay)
Screaming free my niggas, nigga fuck troll
That
Count that cash
Count that cash
Count that cash
Count that cash
Count it real fast
Count it real fast
Count it real fast
Count
a shit
I just want the money
Y'all can keep them bitches
Cause I'm young and I'm getting it
I'm young and I'm getting it
Yeah, young nigga I get money
They want that young nigga, dumb
who you're with, where you're from shit
That gang bangin' rag hangin'
what you claimin' crunk shit
They like
Hey Note, I'm tired of these niggaz stealing our shit mayn
D-Red now you know damn well, we started off riding blades
Having the big chains,
fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg
So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg)
Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too
My
no dough
Broke ass niggas ain't got cash flow
y'all know y'all can't buy shit
See me in the club trying to impress this, heh
Ain't got no dough
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Money Millionaires
Bout to take it there
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
on my meat like a deli
You know I'm smoking that dro, I could put on cologne but this shit that I smoke really smelly
All bout my bucks like Milwaukee, I
this shit a game, I'm a pull up on you blasting
Call my brotha Deezy need them thangs for the low
I'm gon blow, by the O, got ya hoe we blowing dro
I'ma
Young Dro, Young Dro
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a Jazze Phizzle production Young Drooo
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are you a killer? What it is
Oh
too much shit I can't afford
I got big problems that I can't avoid
She a down bitch 'til she go to court
She gon' save her money when she in
across
Money do somersaults, Bentley on young adults
Stuntin' on them hoes, it ain't me, its the money folk
Still make it rain, get struck by a money
owed
And I need 30 for show
Ooh, I had to let you know
Ooh, I'm, I'm on that O
And young Pablo with me, oh
And we ain't on dro
On that gelato
grindin' and focused on cash
Muhfucka I was 18 makin' moves livin' fast drive fast when I pass
Muhfucka yea
Uh, I took me a lil vacation I came back the rap
(I am not)
Try to trick Big Slime out that cash and I got him (I got him)
Nigga thought that shit was over with 'til them folks had dropped him (they
make them dubs, look like 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters down here
could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it,
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
just had some shit on my mind
Yeah
Laughing to myself thinking about it all
I'm amused by seeing platinum plaques on the wall
Niggas wanna talk, I just
Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
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