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cory gunz - yma lyrics
[verse 1: gudda gudda\\]
i’m a young money big dawg, barking at you puppies
great white shark, feasting on you guppies
[?] count the money, drink is poured, cups is muddy
young fly boy, n_ggas hating, but the hoes love me
wrist [?] pretty, touch it, it get ugly like shrek
i’m on my lox sh_t, money, power, respect
young money running this sh_t like a track team
act stupid, guns get pulled like a hamstring
i don’t give a d_mn, you ain’t gon’ do a d_mn thing
sick my dawgs on you, get jumped like a trampoleen
i’m sl!ck like gasoline, i’m sick, i need a vaccine
i stick to the script, and you n_ggas stick to acting
i’m hd like a flat screen
all black hoodie, black t__th, pistol hanging out my black jeans
you don’t want to start nothing, we gon’ have to finish it
what up, my brother gunna? this that young money militia
[verse 2: short dawg]
[?]
[?] around it [?] bandwidth
you n_ggas ain’t hustling, you just middle man l!cks
counting cash, pulling hoes, like the ceiling fan switch
i’m ’bout to lose it though
i guess a n_gga too cool to blow
cause all i see is flares, like i’m shopping in the louie store
been in the game for years, and i ain’t changed a bit
i sware these lames is weird, like al yankovic
i’m riding something with the roof missing
you probably underneeth the [?]
getting your hair shampooed and bleeched
i’m calling plays like the coach, [?] reach
[?] gudda, mack [?] the streets
[?] we turning all you goons to [?]
you lil n_ggas tryna spoon with freaks
stick a fork in it, you best believe the game over, soon as short in it
[verse 3: cory gunz]
gunsmoke, south bronks, iggas blowing blunt smoke
drama never [?] lama make his sons moap
[?] went and sn_tched him a peronna with the pun flow
f_cke thinking ’bout the ddesigner, this a gun coat
stunna man, it’s lil gunna man
shout [?] got the lil n_ggas pitching underhand
f_ck rock scissors, paper rubber band
we with the real n_ggas, they in the motherland
take over the show, like a cover band
take over your ho, ike the other man
seek another plan, tryna run for cover, d_mn
[?]
[verse 4: mack maine]
i been a beast since i was wearing footies
playing footsies
now i be in k.o.d., magic city and tootsies
hopped on a young money train, look where it took me
now i only worry ’bout what the chef gon’ cook me
haters say they can’t find me when they look me up
your head down, you’re depressed, boy, you should be looking up
i do it b.i.g., n_gga i’m brooklyn tough
bring something to the table, stop hollaring “hook me up”
cash money mike jackson, smooth criminal
grinding on the streets, till i got blue jenitals
on a track i can go nuts, huge jenitals
[?] 5 star general
i ain’t reached my pinical
i’m a walking mearical
get at you in a physical, and haunt you in the spiritual
never had no fear of you, never shed no tears [?]
no palm palms, i ain’t never cheer with you
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