Young Zee

Young Zee - Problems lyrics

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Y'knowwhat I'msaying

Get with this tape, my shits the bomb

Ahahaha 1 time

Ohohahahoh, ohohaohoh

Yeah Zee 





From the dick I bust your whole spit prick

I got the weed, let's listen to all the hardcore shit

Put the guns down, meet me at a show

Zee get open, you can let that go

Chill, keep it real, you been had your deal

I'm still gonna be the first one to reach a mil

Best do the drop kick, skills loop the trumpet

My tape going platinum and be on some dumb shit

Many crews stepped up to get hurt

With blood from they mouth on my Polo shirt

We got cases and don't need new beef

But a nigga pop shit and get a quick two piece

So tell who souped you, no brain get crucial

Do the unusual that y'all not used to

Put the Rock in the Box and my crew gets the job done

Believe me, you don't want no problems





You don't want no problems 

Now, you don't want no problems with my click

You don't want no problems with Young Zee

You don't want no problems b

"Put your name on the obituary column sheet" 





When it's lovely I float like a butterfly

Make you wanna bob your head while you shut your eye

Now tell me can you feel it

It's coming to your ear long range

It hurts like demanja, no brain is strange

Get on the folklift, inhale the chocolate

Dropping dog shit, cause Zee's raps is awkawrd

It's in your appettite, kid you have to bite

But you better rap it right or get mac'd tonight

I'm the freshest on two feet to ever walk the street

You can't run the track meet, with the weird athlete

Boy you too butt, talking about who you stuck

Barely got loot to hook your hooptie, hoop up

If their was no gangs and gats and shit

Would your wake be on the roof on the rapping tip

NO, I think not, you ain't got the heart

To make it hot with your jammy, kid you don't scare me

I got jumped and was forced to box

One caught the mox, I'm unorthodox

I don't need no gun, cause I'm lifted

I'll shoot the fair one, and spank all the kids in your district

Now you see I get the job done

Kid when I say this, believe me, you don't want no problems





You don't want no problems 

Now, you don't want no problems with my click

You don't want no problems with Young Zee

You don't want no problems b

"Put your name on the obituary column sheet" 



You don't want no problems with the teammates

You don't want no problems with DOOOOOhhhhh

You don't want no problems b

"Put your name in the obituary column sheet"



Yeah yeah, you don't want no problems with Rah Digga

You don't want no problems with Harriet

You don't want no problems b

"Get your name in the obituary column sheet" 

"You don't want no problems"









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Language: English

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