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"Ya Dealin’ wit a Vet" is a track by Big K.R.I.T., from the album Hood Fame: King of the Queen, released 12th March 2007. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro] Kritikal production shorty Multi alumni, hit that studio baby Hood fame, what up wildin' Its goin' down baby All the way from the M.I crooked letter Crooked letter to that [?] key my nigga Keep your ear to the streets shorty [Hook] Yeah I'm [?] clean, Yeah I'm gettin' paid When I'm gettin' mine, forever in a day He ain't know, ya dealin' with a vet bitch And He ain't know, ya dealin with a vet bitch Ya I gotta yellow, and I'm on them things When I'm gettin' change, forever in a day He ain't know, ya dealin' with a vet bitch And He ain't know, ya dealin with a vet bitch [Verse 1] And Krizzle got it from the door I keep it on smash Run up on your block like nigga this is my slab Hey I'm a hustler I keep it real for all my street niggas If I ain't got it I know where I can get it for cheap niggas I'm just a beat maker shorty I ain't hustle since They trying to say this cr-crack epidemic's evidence Hey they just just mad because the [?] still supplies the streets But now I made the [?] rally crack in the [?] Hey I'm a beast for real mama somethin' like a killer Just to let you know don't stand to close or I [?] triggers Hey I'm a drank sipper baby you can pop the skittles I don't wanna be a nigga, I just wanna hit some new I'm fly in the wrist rollin' on them things dog Don't worry bout' me pimpin' just focus on your game dog Keep it cool little nigga, now don't play hard Don't think them [?] won't pull up on your front yard [Hook] [Verse 2] Hey I'm a spokesperson sales meanin' all that Hit the mall "like that right there?" give me all that And what you call that? Shit thats a power player Do it like big cuz, catch a flat then throw the car away I been official since official was official Been blowin' swishes with niggas that [?] and missiles Waved em' by all of the niggas that didn't believe in me On the jet to the check like "ho look at all the scenery" While these bars got me nigga this is hood fame While these bars got me nigga this is hood fame While these bars got me nigga this is hood fame Know where [?], we do hood things Grip them wood grain, on some 23's Missisipi where a nigga can [?] at 10 a ki Young Krizzle I never do what the others do He ain't true to himself, so how the hood s'posed to fuck with you? I'm well known where I go and where I rest But they ain't even know, your dealin' with a vet
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