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cc zuu - yung ritch lyrics

[intro:]
cc zuu, we from that cc zuu, in that cc zuu

[verse:]
im from that cc zuu if you dont know me hardly
where its beef we take that sh-t outside like porta parties
our family gotta eat we grinding like we starving
im like mike jordan with a spalding cuz b-tch im ballin
i, i, i still put in work i been off the clock
can still spit a verse it been off the top
a n-gga had to whip it up and down the block
where you can’t call the police nowadays they get you shot
come thru with tattoos shawty sucking like vacuums
making beats in cl-ssrooms reminiscing
i had to, now look at us
if you dont know me now b-tch look me up
no chef got in the studio and i just cooked it up
book it up, we gone be sold out at the shows
we done took it to state now take it all around the globe
alumni from that cc still rocking with treezy
use to get d’s and c’s i flipped that and dropped a cd
but 2014 n-gga i made it
where you can get capped in ya gown at graduation
thats the zuu, the jungle nothing given, so we take it
n-gga say its all love but deep down you know they hatin
thats why i slide with my crew and we dont say we do
bout to put my team on till we got money like them jews
use to iron my money had it sticking
money in my pockets got me walking like im limping
man im from that f-cking

[hook:]
cc zuu, i graduated from that cc zuu
n-gga we made it out that cc zuu
still with the same crew up out that cc zuu

[verse:] treezy
i said f-ck school, n-gga i ain’t go i graduated
i went to the zuu, where them p-ssy n-ggas hated
them hoes talk they sh-t, and security try to fade ya
but n-gga i dont trip my shoes dont got no laces
my n-ggas got no patience , changing our occupation
we want that quick money, selling weed our occupation
we got that medical on deck, ya ole girl
im tryna do this sh-t and give her the whole world
graduated from that zuu, raised in that jungle
sleeping with f-cking lions man i had to rumble
n when them n-ggas carrying that ball man i bet they fumble
n we gone watch the paper crawl
man that sh-t gone crumble
n we just tryna get a l!ck, my n-ggas we getting rich
late night studio sessions we getting lit
n its the cc zuu you dont want the team
to go turn up the troops, we use to holding back
now we letting them loose
never played ball, but we came to shoot
red light special yea we dropping the truth
false prophets crying they ain’t saving the youth
nts the gang man get jumped in the crew
my girls all black and my sh-ts all blue
now cut that sh-t up

[hook:]
its the cc zuu
we graduated out that cc zuu
n its that cc zuu crew
we still graduated out that cc zuu

- yung ritch lyrics

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