Don’t let that rich shit fool ya
Still come through ya
Panoramic ass niqqas
Yeah, I shoot straight through ya
Hole in ya, niqqa, yeah, you gon’ need a roller
The way I measure that, you can call me the ruler
Walk up in this motherfucker like a walking cooler
Yeah I’m a walking cooler, niqqa, thanks to my jeweler
Oh Kimosabe
McBallin’ is my hobby
I should buy a W
And throw a party in the lobby
Said a homeboy told her I was fucking Roxy
Swear I hate niqqas, I should be a fucking Nazi
Don’t know what you hear, baby, that can be a rumor
Stones in my ear yeah, that can be a tumor
Shawty Redd on the drums, it’s a hit
Then we got jizzle in the boots, that’s the shit
Give it to you hard, ’cause we know you like that
Then we put it in, they all know me like that
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Jizzle, what’s wrong? What are you sayin’?
I said it’s all wrong, what you’re playin’
(What that?)
Fuck, it’s 2010 and you playin’ Patrick Ewing
Last time I played that number I was wearin’ Patrick Ewing
That’s a merry old song, you can tell my words
I said as far as I’m concerned, motherfucker, you’re a jerk
A real nigga listen when I talk that shit
I don’t wear skinny jeans ’cause my Glock won’t fit
How do you make it out on the streets?
I tell ’em Lord knows
You met the feds outside
You better off doin’ shows
What you play for us?
I said you’re goddamn right
They need a real nigga
Homie, give me that mic
Shawty Redd on the drums, it’s a hit
Then we got jizzle in the boots, that’s the shit
Give it to you hard, ’cause we know you like that
Then we put it in, they all know me like that
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Might as well do this motherfucker, strapped up ain’t I?
Pull this motherfucker out and blast a bitch can’t I?
I said I break that ho down and unwrap a bitch can’t I?
Doin’ what I want, ain’t have to ask a bitch, “Can I?”
And after this song, I’ma make-a this album
One thing about it, you ain’t makin’ this album
Young against the world when I was makin’ this album
Goin’ on my 4, feel like my 6 album
PSP Grand, I got all 3 thousand
Top 3 dead lie, Young pocket 3 thousand
Paco said he was cool, then why the fuck is he wildin’?
Ain’t said shit funny, so why the fuck is you smilin’?
Shawty Redd on the drums, it’s a hit
Then we got jizzle in the boots, that’s the shit
Give it to you hard, ’cause we know you like that
Then we put it in, they all know me like that
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Go Young on ’em, go Young on ’em
(I’m goin’ Young)
Shawty Redd on the drums, it’s a hit
Then we got jizzle in the boots, that’s the shit