Youngbloodz

(feat. Young Buck)
Im talkin dirty, wit bout 80 thousand in my mouth
Im stompin through this bitch, movin em in, and shippin em out
Breath smell like Hennessey, my clothes smell like weed
ATL & Tennessee, Im right up the street
In the club where the thugs be, it be hard to breathe
Sean Paul said we gon bust they head before we leave
I brought so good wit me, and I got my hood wit me
Cadillacn all through College Park, Im talkin bout wood grippin
Dirty South, they bullshittin, you cant ride on them down here
Niggaz can damn well fit inside their rims round here
And our hoes drop it down to the ground like they supposed to
Or fuck a nigga whole crew, anytime we roll through
Young Buck and Youngbloodz, we came here to show you
Just how to start a fight and what that Grey Goose and droll do
Snatch me a ho or two, niggaz know howe we do it
Aint nothin change, you know the game, its G-Unit!
[Chorus One: Young Buck]
Totin guns, rollin blunts, Gettin crunk - Thats Me
Switchin lanes, grippin grains, Got them thangs - Thats Me
Swervin Lacs, Servin X, Countin stacks - Thats Me
Cook it up and bring it back, Thats a fact - Thats Me
[Chorus Two: Sean Paul]
Stay fresh, white tees, sharp crease - Thats Me
In the Chevy grippin grain, drippin paint - Thats Me
In the club, bout drunk, stay crunk - Thats Me
Represent the A-Town, best believe - Thats Me
[Sean Paul]
Now on the realer, Im a hell of a nigga
Like when I was down in that Cedes Dealer came out a winner
Im a big bank flipper, purple syrup sipper
Stuntin ass nigga, cost my thunder for some spinners
Dont you see the chain and watch, bitch, we chillin like December
Finna change the weather when I stick it out the window
And I dont want no sack, mayn, dont give me that ever
And if the price the lo-lo, then gon give me two mo
Give me two-lo, when I ride out with two hoes
One dark skin, one light skin, wit two though
Let the top down and let them hoes hair blow
Fired up some dro, this like ridin on two fos wit two hoes
[Chorus Two]
[Chorus Three: J-Bo]
Stay slizzard on Patron, Herringbone - Thats Me
In the club tippin strippers, sippin Goose - Thats Me
Ridin clean, blowin good on that dro - Thats Me
Dirty South, Straight Country, 105 - Thats Me
[J-Bo]
See I can tell by the way they look me in the eye
That hes a ho, and shes a bitch, and often many try
But like a soldier, Imma rid til I fuckin die
Swerve on the buster, run up and put one in the sky
And if you aint comprehendin what Im sayin to ya
Its 105, Youngbloodz, and I aint playin withca
Now watch me break em down, back em up, and ship em out
Even steady, comin, breakin bread, what Im talkin bout
Cause what you didnt know, is how I get so many hoes
How I keep it pimpin never, sippin cause Im all pro
And yeah, I see you like the way we do it big
Pull up in the old schools, blowin, hoppin out the whip
[Chorus Three]
[Chorus One]
[Chorus Two]
[Sean Paul Ab-libbing throughout the remainder of the song]
(Thanks to ~Low~ for these lyrics)
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