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Jalen Green
Jalen Green
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Jalen Green
Jalen Green
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CeeStackz
CeeStackz
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Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Cee Yeah, young nigga shit (Yeah) Young nigga shit (Still on that young nigga shit, nigga) Young nigga shit (Mhm) Young nigga shit (Mhm, uh) Young nigga shit (Uh-uh-uh) Still on that young nigga shit Told 'em, "The street life get rugged" To the end, nigga, we thuggin' (Let's go) Ask a you nigga to knock you down, so you better stand for somethin' Don't do no cappin', not no bluffin' Stand far, and keep shit a hundred (Huh?) Keep your eyes open 'cause nigga do you like rich for that money I ain't never tuck my tail, I ain't never ducked my bucket I'm down to ride when shit get ugly (Let's go) Pull up and score a bucket The chop' sing, La Toya lucky But when that butter, Ruben stutter Head first about this shit, good thing I ain't caught a concussion A nigga playin' on my top I get him cooked just like some stuffin' (Yeah) The drop, and we gon' flush him (Yeah) Like I had a bad stomach (Yeah) I be really shittin' on niggas, ain't flaggin', I'm just honest All gangsters respect gangsters, you bitch niggas ain't on nothin' So, I talk how I wanna, give a fuck about repercussions 'Cause anybody act a donkey, gon' hang a nigga like a ornament I'm the one who gon' get it in, set the play, then I reel it in All these rods like a fisherman Leave the dial-up, go see the pin Tryna run up some millions and put some shit in my rearview (Yeah) Put down a lot of shit, but never puttin' down my pistol Niggas be too forgetful, I ride with 7.62s I'm out the way, but it's crystal, you play, you get your issue That raw whiter than tissue (Yeah) Don't lock up, we droppin' (Aw) Take a four every now and then Every brick and made my profit (Aw, aw, aw) I was down on my dick I made these niggas runt hey pockets I was out this bitch starvin' I gave Pooh Shiesty for them dollars (Let's go) Ain't no need for paramedics, these niggas dead on arrival (Bitch) Taliban, ain't wavin' flags, we got them sticks like Al-Qaeda (Yeah) I'm your idol or your rival Either way, ain't no denyin' That young nigga been fire, and I been waitin' to get ignited I'm Double R, real righteous Oh, you block, all-nighter Get caught loafin', campfire Teddy bears and candy lighters Came from sellin' Miley Cyrus, slangin' iron and dodgin' sirens Inavde your home about that cottage I'm at your front door if you got it Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Cee
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