Young Niggas (ft. Fetty Wap, Jadakiss)

Young Niggas
I keep a MAC-11 on my fuc*** seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fuc*** beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V

I got money, pounds and bullets like my ni*** Wee
I put my faith in God, I know he believe in me
R.I.P. my ni*** Dunk, I see you in my sleep
Remember when I used to sell like 50 bricks a week
I got some shooters and my shooters don't shoot at the knee
If you get caught with all that 3 don't say you copped from me
They gave my ni*** 30 year, couldn't even cop for plea
You wanna take it to the street, we can keep it street
I grab a ni*** in the street, they found him on the beach
The richest street ni*** living, go call Robin Leach
I straight ace sittin' on sixes with a Georgia peach
Now reverend run you better run, I practice what I preach
I knew that I could never teach or be the damn police
I keep a MAC-11 on my fuc*** seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fuc*** beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V

T5DOA, I'm back up on the street
Probably blowing sour cuz ain't nothing sweet
I show you my power if you f*** with me
If you dead in an hour, that's just what it be
For the love of me
Killing for the letters, better get your cheddar
Cuz it usually gets worse, before it gets better
I ain't a body shooter, I'm what you call a 'header'
And I hope they remember you, cuz I'm tryna forget ya
You ain't even gotta flex, I'm still tryna stretch ya
Prayin' ain't gon' help you, just hope I don't catch ya
Stay the f*** out of my way, that's all I suggest ya
They killin' for the letter P, yeah that's that pressure
I keep a MAC-11 on my fuc*** seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fuc*** beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V

Young niggas drilling everything they see
Young niggas juuging just to fuc*** eat
Young niggas dying screaming 'rest in peace'
It's a cold, cold world in these fuc*** streets
It's a lot of young niggas that just love to beef
40 with the drum, ni***, I can't wait to squeeze
When you see the Zoo comin', watch these niggas freeze
Young niggas getting money, money all I see
All I do is hear money, money all I free
It's a smooth 50k in these Robin jeans
It's a Zoovier with Gucci Mane, the f*** you mean?
I'm a young ni*** living out my fuc*** dreams
SQUAD!
I keep a MAC-11 on my fuc*** seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fuc*** beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V

Yeah
What ni*** you know get you 8-9 mixtapes while he locked up, ni***? And he bout to come home and shut this shit down
It's too late now, ni***, don't strategize, ni***
Don't strategize now, ni***, it's too late, let's go!