Young Capone
Young Capone - What It Iz songtekst
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Yeah This a nitty beat Hey Hey This a nitty beat That's right Comin' live from Ghettoville USA once again (Uh-Oh) But this time though, I have to introduce to the world (Yeah) My lil nigga (uh oh) Young Capone (whats his name) Oh yeah Whats up That's my real lil nigga right? Wow (hey, hey) Its time we've gone give ya'll something new once again Uh oh And we doin' (and we doin') What we do (what we do) Chorus: What it do my nigga what it iz You aint getting money like this here I got the fuck how a playa hater a feel Im a balla ima live how I live Pop dis pill Drank this beer Smoke this kush nigga Rep dis herre Keep that steel Stack a couple mil So so def nigga that's what it is What it do my nigga whats good Young C got money in da hood Switchin this lanes Grippin this wood I can't lie man this shit feels good Lickin' these whips Makin' these flips Stackin' these chips Pistol on my hip Cuttin off rip Living like a star 26 inches sit tall on a car Haze in a gaw Wrist on my lap MP clicker im bout to put it on a map The boys stay strapped His niggas gon hate When I hit the scene red monkey it wit the apes Im stuntin like a boss Ya boy gon floss 22 grand on a big boy cross Spittin' like a vet Im repin for the set I smoke a lota kush And I cash a lot of checks Whats next Chorus: What it do my nigga what it iz You aint getting money like this here I got the fuck how a playa hate a feel Im a balla ima live how I live Pop dis pill Drank this beer Smoke this kush nigga Rep dis herre Keep that still Stack a couple mil So so def nigga that's what it is Take it to the block Chasin this dough Bussin these hoes Sellin these oh's Popin out the S Wit the 4 54 24 inches sittin tall like whoa Errbody know Young C got cake Rapper of da trap Motha fucka up straight Broke niggas hate The hood hoe choose Yellow and blue ice got it all cross da jewels Ya boy got loot And he iced out Shine anywhere, lights on lights out I take a nigga bitch like so pipes out I hit it from the back like sumthing smashed out Young C got clowt Shawty don't play Straight from the block, comin Straight from the A I do it erry day I kick it like judo Space age pimpin I take a nigga to pluto Chorus: What it do my nigga what it iz You aint getting money like this here I got the fuck how a playa hate a feel Im a balla ima live how I live Pop dis pill Drank this beer Smoke this kush nigga Rep dis herre Keep that still Stack a couple mil So so def nigga that's what it is I do it for the streets The boy with da work 22 inches on da 72 vert Down in da A dem boys don't play They post on da block Wit da purp or da yay(I mean) dey Do it erryday This shit gone stop Live from da block Fuck da hatas and da cocks Da hoes gon jock Da niggas gon knock Ya run up on gurl Catch slut from da block Motha fuckin fool I keep one in da head When im in da club Nigga, when im in a bed Ya boy gettin bread That's what it is I represent the dec bitch That's wher I live Chorus: What it do my nigga what it iz You aint getting money like this here I got the fuck how a playa hate a feel Im a balla ima live how I live Pop dis pill Drank this beer Smoke this kush nigga Rep dis herre Keep that still Stack a couple mil So so def nigga that's what it is Ey (Hey) I told ya'll motha fucka nitti don't stop man (Huh uh) Young Capone (Young Capone) We got em (we got em) JD man gotta stop playin wit us man I told this niggas Im a motha fuckin beast on dees tracks man Im for real Nitti beats all dey gettchu one nigga 50 stacks (money nigga) yeah