Yeah Yeah (feat. 50 Cent and Murda Beatz)

Yeah Don M-M-M-Murda It's been some time, but it's worth the wait These other niggas tryna perpetrate Spreadin' money out in my circle and make it circulate They got the nerve to say that I'm forgettin' 'bout niggas But niggas forgettin' the favors I couldn't get out of niggas We had to work for this plan to hit I see him lookin' sideways, so I parked on the curb to put a slant in it Nothing ever handed, we got on 'cause we demanded it They know who the winners, the decision is unanimous I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm workin' I could make a melody like, "Yeah, yeah" We just turnin' up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad, yeah Don't you feel alone, I go through it too Now turn around, let me hear you say, "Yeah, yeah" Stay ten toes down, I'm really focused Look who I rolled with Same damn gang as last year If you didn't notice, niggas talk shit on some ho shit 'Til they hear that thing go "blam", yeah Subliminal postin', yeah, they roast shit, they jokin' Until we pull up to the scene like, "Yeah, yeah" Everywhere we go now, they feelin' cautious, they worried I can make it so you can't come back, yeah I think we should stop the make-believin' I be so damn fly without a reason I made 65 over the weekend I bring my whole gang to every event I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm workin' I could make a melody like, "Yeah, yeah" We just turnin' up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad, yeah Don't you feel alone, I go through it too Now turn around, let me hear you say, "Yeah, yeah" We come from the city that's never sleep Stay on point or get hit up for no reason My young niggas hurt them, they meant to murk 'em They puttin' work in, have 'em bring it to you like, yeah, yeah If that's what you want, you can get it too Have 'em get at you, pull up with that blicky like, yeah, yeah Southside to Highbridge, the live shit Bali To Balmain, we out here on some fly shit Different pedigree, yeah I'm from a different regime On your ass, feel like I'm half-man, half-machine When I say they don't want the smoke, they know just what I mean I had they whole block taped off, call it a scene Yeah, we on that same bullshit, sun up to sun down Nigga pop out and get popped tryna run down Go 'head, get popped tryna run down Think a nigga bluffin', fuck around and get gunned down I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm workin' I could make a melody like, "Yeah, yeah" We just turnin' up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad, yeah Don't you feel alone, I go through it too Now turn around, let me hear you say, "Yeah, yeah"