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wassup wit it - yg teck lyrics

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[intro:]
when you got your own motion, you
ain’t got to f*ck n*gga
yes
you heard me? say, you heard me?
haaaa
ard, i see you will

[chorus: yg teck]
that lil’ money you talking ’bout, that’s
chump change
you know what the street want from
me, they want me talk dope and they
want pain
so many n*ggas i can k!ll, i don’t give a
f*ck ‘ bout no gun range
and you know i’ma pop sh*t and i’ma
get money, that’s one thing
they want me to turn the summer up
‘fore this sh*t over, wassup wit’ it?
she said ain’t a b*tch in the world f*ck
like her, wassup wit’ it?

[verse: 1 yg teck]
one thing about life, i’ma get bricky and
have it my way
thousand ps in sunday, i’ma have them
b*tches gone by friday
i heard n*ggas ain’t getting no sales
come on, n*gga, you can buy a play
gt63s bi*turbo up on that highway
you want to finally come make your first
100 thou’? come on, come talk to me
labels keep talking ’bout i’m c*cky, i be
turning sh*t down awfully
you know i get lazy sometimes, that
distronic plus, it’ll park for me
pandemic over, n*ggas back looking
mad, told ’em don’t start with me
and you know i can get money in town
and out of state with it
sold so many pounds, fed n*ggas i ain’t
like by mistake, n*gga
my street iq so high, i’ma learn you ‘fore
you learn us
i can be in dubai right now, still get a
n*gga burnt up
don’t play with me
[chorus: yg teck]
that lil’ money you talking ’bout, that’s
chump change
you know what the street want from
me, they want me talk dope and they
want pain
so many n*ggas i can k!ll, i don’t give a
f*ck ‘ bout no gun range
and you know i’ma pop sh*t and i’ma
get money, that’s one thing
they want me to turn the summer up
‘fore this sh*t over, wassup wit’ it?
she said ain’t a b*tch in the world f*ck
like her, wassup wit’ it?

[verse 2:]
i’ma make a movie if i hit the club right
now, wassup wit’ it?
i get drunk and i start spending more
money, n*ggas can’t f*ck with us
and every b*tch come back to me, even
after they say they done with me
i don’t even like showing my cars but it’s
fast if i’m seen in it
and i don’t want a weak nice b*tch, i
don’t give a f*ck, i like mean b*tches
and n*ggas been dead, we ain’t never
bragging ’bout no old work
i went straight to the trap when khaled
sh*t dropped and i heard hov verse
i don’t really sleep, i’m one of them kind
n*ggas, i’m up wit’ it
you got to be sharp when you move
how we move, n*ggas, like “f*ck prison”
and i’m doing what i want till this life
over, n*ggas i’m cut different
and if you put your people on when you
got up, n*gga, i f*ck with it
you heard me say you heard me
yeah
[chorus: yg teck]
that lil’ money you talking ’bout, that’s
chump change
you know what the street want from
me, they want me talk dope and they
want pain
so many n*ggas i can k!ll, i don’t give a
f*ck ‘ bout no gun range
and you know i’ma pop sh*t and i’ma
get money, that’s one thing
they want me to turn the summer up
‘fore this sh*t over, wassup wit’ it?
she said ain’t a b*tch in the world f*ck
like her, wassup wit’ it?

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