Young Scooter
Fuck Dese Niggas
[Chorus: Shad da God]
I'm gone [?]
Gone [?] head
I ain't even gon' lie
[?] my kids
Man, fuck these n***as
Oh, I feel like fuck these n***as
Man, fuck these n***as
[?]
[?]
I'm throwing up the 5
[?]
Man, fuck these n***as
[?] feel like fuck these n***as
Fuck these n***as

[Verse 1: Shad da God]
I couldn't have said it better, man, fuck these n***as
'Cause they known to switch up, like the weather
If it's rainy, if it's sunny, I'ma get it weather
So in the summer, I'm too fresh, and in the winter, it's 2000 for the sweater
That purple label shit, bitch
Or that rugby shit
I go out every night, [?] clubbing shit
We threw so much money, we'll drown your bitch ass
[?] motherfucking [?] round your bitch ass
I had to [?] for a minute
Na, I ain't trippin, [?] boss for a minute
I'm on that [?] so I'ma say everything I ever felt
It's fuck these n***as, long as they bright, they shit can never melt
[Chorus: Shad da God]
I'm gone [?]
Gone [?] head
I ain't even gon' lie
[?] my kids
Man, fuck these n***as
Oh, I feel like fuck these n***as
Man, fuck these n***as
[?]
[?]
I'm throwing up the 5
[?]
Man, fuck these n***as
[?] feel like fuck these n***as
Fuck these n***as

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
Young Scooter!
I'm shining like a diamond, n***a
In the hood with them OG n***as
Smoking on that OG, n***a
I don't give a fuck 'bout you n***as
'Cause you know I'm a stunner
I got real cash money
You still getting fronted
I make a hundred off of nothing
You know I'm doing my thing
'Cause I'm still in the hood
Lil Mexico City
Salute [?] dollar [?]
And come and flood you n***as' hood
But me and my n***as, we good
[Chorus: Shad da God]
I'm gone [?]
Gone [?] head
I ain't even gon' lie
[?] my kids
Man, fuck these n***as
Oh, I feel like fuck these n***as
Man, fuck these n***as
[?]
[?]
I'm throwing up the 5
[?]
Man, fuck these n***as
[?] feel like fuck these n***as
Fuck these n***as

[Verse 3 ?]
Fuck these n***as
They ain't [?]
Fuck these n***as
You ain't in my devision
Get the fuck back, young n***a
Pistol get to hitting
Ain't nobody snitching
Pray the lord he be my wittness
[?] n***as with me
Pockets looking healthy
You don't fuck with this team
Then [?] get to stepping
I ain't even lieing
I ain't even gon' [?]
They need my [?] fuck with [?]
Disrespect and get [?] up in your face
Get money everyday, fuck what you think
50 K a belt, [?] what I'm wearing
[Chorus: Shad da God]
I'm gone [?]
Gone [?] head
I ain't even gon' lie
[?] my kids
Man, fuck these n***as
Oh, I feel like fuck these n***as
Man, fuck these n***as
[?]
[?]
I'm throwing up the 5
[?]
Man, fuck these n***as
[?] feel like fuck these n***as
Fuck these n***as