Ay this a Nitti Beat, Thats right, coming live from Ghettoville USA once again (Uh Oh) but this time tho, i have to introduce to the world, my lil nigga Young Capone (whats his name) Oh yeah, this my real lil nigga right? (wow) hey hey, This time tho we gon give yall somethin new once again, and we doin, what we do.
What it do my Nigga what it is, you aint gettin money like this here, i give a fuck how a playa hater feel imma ball imma live how i live Pop this pill, drink this beer smoke this cush nigga rep this here keep that steel, stack a couple mills, So So Def nigga thats what it is
What it do my nigga whats good? Young C got money in the hood, switchin these lanes, grippin this wood, I cant lie man the shit feels good, Whippin these whips, making these flips, stackin these chips, pistol on my hip, cuttin' off rip, living like a star, 26 inches sittin tall on the car, haze in the gar' pistol on my lap, MP Click im bout' to put it on the map, the boy stay strapped, cuz niggas gon' hate, when i hit the scene Red Monkey wit the Apes, im Stuntin' like a boss, the boy gon' floss, 22 grand on a big boy cross, im spendin' like a vet, im reppin for the set, i smoke alot of cush, I cash alot of checks, whats next?
Back to the block, chasin' this dough, bustin' these hoes', sellin' these O's, Hoppin' out the S wit the 4-54, 24 inches sittin tall like Whoa!! Evrybody know Young C got cake, Rap or the Trap muthafucker im straight, broke niggaz hate, The hood hoes choose, yellow and blue ice scattered all across the jewels, yo' boy got loot, and he iced out, shine anywhere lights on lights out, i'll take a nigga bitch, lights off Pipes out, i'll hit it from the back lights on smash out, Young C got clout, Shawty dont play, he straight from the block, coming straight from the "A", i do it everyday, i kick it like Judo, space age pimpin' i'll take a nigga to pluto...
I do it for the streets, the boy wit the work, 22 inches on the 72' Vert, Down in the "A", dem boys dont play, they post on the block wit' the purp or the yay, i mean we do it evryday, the shit dont stop, live from the block fuck the haters and the cops, the hoes gon' jock, them niggas gon' knock, You run up on the god catch a slug from the Glock, you a muthafuckin fool, i keep one in the head, when im in the club, nigga when im in the bed, the boy gettin' bread, and thats what it is, I represent the Dec bitch thats where i live..
I told ya'll muthafuckers Nitti dont stop man, Young Capone, we got em, JD man these niggas better stop playin wit' us man i told these niggas im a muthafuckin beast on these tracks man, im for real, Nitti beats all day get you one nigga, 50 Stacks
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