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Featuring Eldorado Red & Young Scooter (Verse) Keep hustling, don't stay down Keep serving niggas till you wear the fucking crown On my side the sun it goes down Shot with you 3 times and rub your ass the 4th Pack in, so the young niggas workin Pulled up on your block in the Maybach with boss curtains Never could be broke with a loaded pistol Stay down in the trap till the laws get you Ah, hey shout out to the real niggas Hoe is showing my jewelry, fans snappin pictures I got money I got guns and I'm bout to issue May the Lord be with you when the fuckin hollows hit you Clayton County, Clayton County (Verse) Blood on my hands, I done got my hands dirty Niggas went to playing girls, so we went to murkin Gun fights, porch tries No witnesses, so they had to sort it out To the death of me, I'ma be a living legend Rich crest king nigga, you a fuckin peasant Wise guy, I got mob ties Feds follow me around, I live a mob life SongtexteI give a order, niggas getting wet Pull up on the set, my young niggas got that set I supply the town nigga when I come around Me and Waka Flocka, nigga we gonn gun you down! (Verse) I was born in a cellie full of drug dealers Started sellin dope as a young nigga I make a hustle you ain't never seen nigga You just smoking reggie and I smoke OG nigga On everything I love I put you on your feet nigga I don't need a bitch to free band sleep with me And everything I got, I got it out the jug miss Do what the fuck I wanna do cause I'm a boss nigga And every 3rd time I serve you, take you off nigga Brick Squad monopoly, shake the dice nigga Parking mob place, we gonn do you right nigga Young Scooter, Flocka Flame on sight nigga! Aus Songtexte Mania