Young Niggas

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King I used to have a dream something like doctor King Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B These young niggas killing for the letter C These young niggas killing for the letter P These young niggas killing for the letter V [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I got money, pounds and bullets like my nigga Wee I put my faith in God, I know he believe in me R.I.P. my nigga Dunk, I see you in my sleep Remember when I used to sell like 50 bricks a week I got some shooters and my shooters don't shoot at the knee If you get caught with all that 3 don't say you copped from me They gave my nigga 30 year, couldn't even cop for plea You wanna take it to the street, we can keep it street I grab a nigga in the street, they found him on the beach The richest street nigga living, go call Robin Leach I straight ace sittin' on sixes with a Georgia peach Now reverend run you better run, I practice what I preach I knew that I could never teach or be the damn police [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King I used to have a dream something like doctor King Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B These young niggas killing for the letter C These young niggas killing for the letter P These young niggas killing for the letter V [Verse 2: Jadakiss] T5DOA, I'm back up on the street Probably blowing sour cuz ain't nothing sweet I show you my power if you fuck with me If you dead in an hour, that's just what it be For the love of me Killing for the letters, better get your cheddar Cuz it usually gets worse, before it gets better I ain't a body shooter, I'm what you call a "header" And I hope they remember you, cuz I'm tryna forget ya You ain't even gotta flex, I'm still tryna stretch ya Prayin' ain't gon' help you, just hope I don't catch ya Stay the fuck out of my way, that's all I suggest ya They killin' for the letter P, yeah that's that pressure [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King I used to have a dream something like doctor King Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B These young niggas killing for the letter C These young niggas killing for the letter P These young niggas killing for the letter V [Verse 3: Fetty Wap] Young niggas drilling everything they see Young niggas juuging just to fucking eat Young niggas dying screaming "rest in peace" It's a cold, cold world in these fucking streets It's a lot of young niggas that just love to beef 40 with the drum, nigga, I can't wait to squeeze When you see the Zoo comin', watch these niggas freeze Young niggas getting money, money all I see All I do is hear money, money all I free It's a smooth 50k in these Robin jeans It's a Zoovier with Gucci Mane, the fuck you mean? I'm a young nigga living out my fucking dreams SQUAD! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King I used to have a dream something like doctor King Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B These young niggas killing for the letter C These young niggas killing for the letter P These young niggas killing for the letter V [Outro: DJ Holiday] Yeah What nigga you know get you 8-9 mixtapes while he locked up, nigga? And he bout to come home and shut this shit down It's too late now, nigga, don't strategize, nigga Don't strategize now, nigga, it's too late, let's go!