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Goldmine

by Young Jeezy

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Check, check I got 'em Pull the reverb up, turn me up just a little bit, yeah Partied last night that shit was too crazy We don't fuck with them, them niggas fugazy Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh He said he loves his hood 'cause it's a gold mine He said he loves his block 'cause it's a gold mine He throwing up his hood 'cause it's a gold mine He said he'll never leave and it's a gold mine, uh Make that chop Mili Rock like on this gangster shit Whoever don't like it, they can suck a gangster dick If she a real bitch then she gon' keep it lowkey I don't even got to knock, I got a door key, uh Any given night we in a Aroma ho (Aroma ho) 'Bout to drink myself into a coma ho Don't worry about me 'cause I got a driver And if he drive us in the river then I got divers Bitches so fly they need a runway My nigga tatted up, he with the gunplay Y’all do it for the ‘Gram, we did it with them grams Told y'all niggas watch the throne, so I'm going HAM Bout to put the game in a chokehold Jizzle parked the 'Rari and the dope ho The bitches with me looking better than some pretty diamonds Got her dancing at my crib like it's the King of Diamonds, yeah Partied last night that shit was too crazy We don't fuck with them, them niggas fugazy Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh He said he loves his hood 'cause it's a gold mine He said he loves his block 'cause it's a gold mine He throwing up his hood 'cause it's a gold mine He said he'll never leave and it's a gold mine, uh Spot got cameras on the wall just like they Mona Lisa's 10, 11, chains like you been doing features Tryna tell me 1 on 1 that's what you're 'bout Tryna tell me nigga that I ain't your high Let's go, Mr. Park-the-'Rari and the dope hoes 'Bout to put the game in a chokehold Dade County, bond him in his G5 Straight from Finger Lickin' straight to G Fly You say you bust a move? Bust a move then Saw the mansion once and then I moved in Start investigating then I moved out Had to put the merchandise on a new route Keisha Cole mama nigga man down If I die tonight my funeral at the compound Another sold out event that's word to AG And if you thought that I was over then you're crazy Partied last night that shit was too crazy We don't fuck with them, them niggas fugazy Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh He said he loves his hood 'cause it's a gold mine He said he loves his block 'cause it's a gold mine He throwing up his hood 'cause it's a gold mine He said he'll never leave and it's a gold mine, uh

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