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[Spoken:] YEAH Just call Me young My money grown doe Ha ha let's go... Ha ha ha YOUNG you already know what time it is Let's go [Chorus:] Said I'm young by the way The one by the way I ain't trippin' I just do this Sh*t for fun by the way The truth by the way The proof by the way Mr. run up on me know I'm gonna shoot by the way I said it's on by the way I'm in the zone by the way You can call me Mr. get em gone by the way I did it by the way I was with it by the way I told it like I did it cause I lived it by the way [Verse 1:] What ya say YOUNG The boy might go nut's puttin' holes in nigga's just like donuts My cream be crispy these nigga's can't get me they must be The wrong size cause these nigga's can't fit me SongtexteNeva let em play me neva let em bullsh*t me If they eva bullsh*t me send the coroners to get me And when the coroner come get's me I'm a take you pu**ies with me I ain't trustin' 12 shoots you know I keep them choppers with me And I don't trust you dum dah cluds you know I keep them Shotta's with me Can't let the goons get bored gotta keep them nigga's busy And I ain't trustin' no body so I took my money with me Cause last time they got me Get me get me? [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Stay on it by the way I want it by the way Take it to ya mama's mama house where everybody stay Where everybody sleep leave everybody sleep Have a baby by who? That's everybody's freak Baby like a drycleaners done seen everybodys sheets Take em stright to the hood let everybody eat I went down they went down Now everybody cheap or should I say cheaper maybe even lower Ya'll nigga's gettin' missed if ya'll talk any slower Then ya flow a be screwed now that a be rude I demand my respect plus I gotta sack Had the westside crackin' ask about in the map [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I turned a brick into a clotheing line a boost commerical And they still talkin' young so who's commercial Young like Noah I move them birds by the two Daddy need to smoke the coupe need a pair of shoes I keep my A.I. on still won't cross over I Gotta Half a box box left I think I need more soda Hustlein' since I was ten still ain't met SoSa I just got this thing in it's too big for a holsta They say I'm bipola so indicisive So mutha fu*kin' what I know some bit*ches who like it The real nigga's recite it The real bit*hes they love it It's just the way that I thug it it's what they want I'm like fu*k it [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania