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letra de my young niggaz - young jeezy

what’s up?
this for the young n-gg-z

wake up in the morning roll a blunt for a n-gg- bust a teen
while his face wanting more, laying back to the streets
money on this mind last night, he can even meet
money on his mind he can’t even sleep
mama think that he can get me out of head
but if n-gg-s all good, ’cause he got a couple bands
bullet 21 so he steppin’ the club
this to say the face wanna be a thug
couple cup n-gg- this despite with the lean gas
lose everything my young n-gg- everybody scream
get a little paper now the b-tches all on em
get a little paper now the b-tches all want em,
might be a lot of things but he ain’t no fool
before i kept my young n-gg-, every work without his tune
bl–dy in the .. and my young rocky
going for the deep and get his mother-cking puppet

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just do the robbers and the jackets, and the killers, and the dealers
get the trappers n-gg-s getting going scriller
but this is for my young n-gg-z
this is for my young n-gg-z
now i got it for the hustlers and the busters and the gangstas and the clubbers
their -ss n-gg-s they suckers,
but i guess this for my young n-gg-z
doing for my young n-gg-z.
for my young n-gg-z they post it on the block
for them young n-gg-z stay move without their glock
my young n-gg-z stay rappin’ for the hood
for them young n-gg-z, i don’t suck it no good

this is for my young n-gg- alive .. he ain’t real there
but he really .. me sh-t
put him on the case when he ain’t really did nothing
but he gonna take it for the hood
he ain’t ..she like f-ck it,
we didn’t pay it for the love, but the loyal won’t shade em
call with my name all, we can do and listen
twenty years young, he don’t wanna go to prison
15 alive, he like f-ck that senses
and then i ain’t even measure that i pay for the lawyer
me and psychic and we got playin by the lawyer
with a life since she can’t get ..
plus the p-n-s i could ..
f-ck it he thuggin’
all these want some b-tches and some money
he can’t even lunch with
he’s day one n-gg- he just wanna keep in touch with
but remember he ain’t even do nothing

[hook:]

.. by the block, stay by glock
runnin out the big homies got in workin on the clock
wax in the sack game b-lls in the spot though
all he want is a bad b-tches some off the lights
my young n-gg-, he remind me of me
we ain’t up and copin’ tryin to come up on the key
in the club thuggin’ going hard for the streets
selling soft ’cause them jaze little hard on this feet
yeah yeah, just a young n-gg- post it on the block
truly in his pants who getting pop with it
he from the same hood as me we like block brothers
stash p-ss-es and then drugs, we see the cops coming
ain’t really got a fam he like f-ck living
but if he got problems, homies gonna thug with em
just beating murder case feeling the touch
for my young n-gg-z, don’t let n-body f-ck

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- young jeezy

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