Da Real Gee Money - Yeah Yeah Lyrics

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Yeah Yeah

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What Are The Lyrics For Yeah Yeah By Da Real Gee Money?
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat) Nigga, yeah, yeah Big ol' pistol on my waist I could go fed, yeah Put that pencil on a nigga We bust lead, yeah In a rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah Big ol' pistol on my waist I could go fed, yeah Put that pencil on a nigga We bust lead, yeah In a rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah Brand new .40 Glock, just copped up out the shop Hollows hit his skin, he need some water 'cause them bitches hot Niggas talkin' gangsta, when you see me, make your pistol pop Rest in peace to Huey, that Draco make a pussy nigga pop And love them pistols, they go stupid every time we spot an opp I got 30 in this 30, he died on the second shot They wan' dirt me, I ain't nervous 'cause I keep this pistol cocked He was talkin' like he hard, now on a shirt, his picture cropped .40 knockin' off your tattoos, I go nuts like cashews Catch 'em in the whip, I'm tryna do 'em like the last dude Every hood up in my city, ain't no section I ain't ran through I spin that cutter at a light, knock off a limb Nigga, bad news Nigga, yeah, yeah Big ol' pistol on my waist I could go fed, yeah Put that pencil on a nigga We bust lead, yeah In a rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah Big ol' pistol on my waist I could go fed, yeah Put that pencil on a nigga We bust lead, yeah In a rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah Run up on me wrong, I'ma flip a nigga Zip a nigga Watch how quick I flash and let the choppa hit 'em Don't f*ck with my bros, I stick to the code Shoutout to my niggas gone, them the ones on a Jose Lean got me movin' slow, still I gotta pay attention I know niggas wanna kill me, I can't let a nigga get me My life is a movie, Percocets got me groovy I'm a young, fly nigga, bossed up, shoutout Lucci Heard a nigga hatin', really dawg, I can't hear you Took off on them feds, left them niggas in my rear view Big ol' Ruger, that bitch bussin' leave a nigga dead Closed casket, I don't want your chest, I'm aimin for your head Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah Big ol' pistol on my waist I could go fed, yeah Put that pencil on a nigga We bust lead, yeah In a rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah Big ol' pistol on my waist I could go fed, yeah Put that pencil on a nigga We bust lead, yeah In a rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah Nigga, yeah, yeah |
Who Wrote Yeah Yeah By Da Real Gee Money?
Fredrick Givens, Garrett Burton
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What's The Duration Of The Yeah Yeah By Da Real Gee Money?The duration of Yeah Yeah is 2:41 minutes and seconds. |
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