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That's My N**** Fo' Real Young Zee That's my nigga for real (Yea, uh huh, I'm from the Bricks, we be like) That's my nigga for real (Yea, Young Zee, all my niggas from the hood, they be like) That's my nigga for real (Yea, B-Boy, My Nigga for Real Young Zee [Chorus] That's my nigga for real (Yea, uh huh, I'm from the Bricks, we be like) That's my nigga for real (Yea, Young Zee, all my niggas from the hood, they be like) That's my nigga for real (Yea, B-Boy The Last Word Rah Digga But not really a story It's just some freestyle shit My name is Rah Digga, and this here is Tha Outsidaz My niggas, tell em [Az-Izz] Since I been on television, girls been beggin me to swell the kitten keep it real young bleed (Master P talking) Yeah, huh, my boy Young Bleed in here, C-Loc in here, an you know the colonel MP up in here Chorus: Young Bleed Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg, hustiln high, cuz live niggas Pretty Boy ZEE Sticker book kinda boy yeah kinda cute, but nothing more Hope that’s your biggest trophy Hope you polish it at night Hope it keeps you company You messed it up Not tragic, just dumb Thought hits me, I roll my Too Tee Zee Amanda Perez Got money in my pocket and it's all to the good Slide into the club, people screaming my name I don't need game, I got money and fame I'm too tee zee like when you're blazin' on your buzzy Paparazzi Okra Young Nudy Uh Zone 6 shit EA shit Real hitter shit "Don't play" shit We just spray shit AK shit (Coupe) [Chorus] Bitch, I'm super slime, for real I be robbin' shit, for real Bitch, I really was havin' money way before Bom Bom Zee Keith Murray featuring Hurricane Gee Paul Hightower [Keith Murray] Yo this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee Trey deep takin to the streets We straight ball hoggin word up Niggaz know Zee Deveel Incubus Zee Deveel or, Beelzebub! Nice car! Where'd you get your ride? A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation? Price tags! Commercial Break (Feat. Young Zee) D12 Yo, testing This thing back on again Alright, perfect, God damn good Yo, this is Rondell Beene I'm back on the motherfuckin' scene and I'm upset as a motherfucker I mean first I didn't get paid for the Paranoid (Feat. Young Cash) French Montana like 'damn what we do I been so paranoid I hear these niggas tryna fuck with me For real shit I know I got enemies I can't let them niggas into me I ain't scared to die nigga I'll take your Commercial (Young Guns) Master P f/ Young Guns [Young Guns] Nigga fuck that! BLADE STAR ZEE Spaceship full of shine makin' sounds She came from the clouds buzzin' loud I'm here for the game now feel me in the light Gonna chase me down Catch up to me now Blade Star, come and find me Blade Star M.R.E. Young Nudy see shit, like I'm Urk Trappin' whenever my thing, nigga, I could not be no worker Clock it and let it bang, take some shit from out they workers Damn, nigga, my main, I can see how that bitch work Had Streets On Lock Young Jeezy (Nope) Aint Nan Nigga Pay For My Studio Time(Naw) See Me At The Top Wanna Claim My Fame(Damnn) Nigga Took My Chain Ya Muthafuckin Right(Right) U Betta Off Sayin A Nigga Took My Life(Yaaa) Ya Wanna Dr. Zee Moloko into the community) Dimensions are parallel But there's this funny smell All functions are shutting down Everything's brown Laxadasical haze Not phased by the maze I'm so sick I forgot all about my Pushin (Feat. Scarface & Young Jeezy) Bun B but a nigga gotta keep on pushin' [Scarface] I feel you Bun, I feel you Young, I mean, I feel you I'm on the corner from sun up to sun down Competition gettin' hectic, I'm headed for out of town My Real Dawgs (Feat. Young Nudy) 21 Lil Harold You got it, the next man got it You hit, your partner hit Wanna make a family after the curse 21 Uh-huh (Real friend) (My real dog) Uh-huh (Real nigga, a real one) [Verse 1: 21 Lil Harold] You see Nudy Pot Roast (Feat. Key Glock) Young Nudy For real Haters are motivators (Shit, shit), get some motherfucker paper Shit, shit (Fuck 'em), for real Shit, shit, yeah How many times we gotta come do it? How many come bust they wig? (How many?) Black Gloves Young Buck get inside My hood, my click, your wife, my bitch Show a nigga that you really love him, set him up to hit a good lick Cops comin', I'm not runnin, if i do die, don't cry I haven't planned on stayin Black Gloves (Album Version (Explicit)) Young Buck get inside My hood, my click, your wife, my bitch Show a nigga that you really love him, set him up to hit a good lick Cops comin', I'm not runnin, if i do die, don't cry I haven't planned on stayin' Black Gloves (Album Version (Edited)) Young Buck Get Inside My Hood, My Click, Your Wife, My bitch Show A Nigga That You Really Love Him, Set Him Up To Hit A Good Lick Cops Comin', I'm Not Runnin, If I Do Die, Don't Cry I Haven't Planned On Stayin Trap Or Die Young Jeezy wristband Nigga sneak this, and that ain’t how we play Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that’s right, dramatic nigga) Now tell me I ain’t real, this AR that I’m holdin got a gangsta grill Walk With Me Featuring Status Quo Young Buck [Young Buck:] G-unit!!! [Stat Quo:] GMM nigga [Young Buck:] Shady/Aftermath in this bitch .. ooh, Young Buck, Stat Quo [Stat Quo:] Ya understand me nigga? Thou Shall (Album Version (Explicit)) Young Buck I brush my teeth, load my clip, and go bust my heat I'm in too deep, i can't say fuck the streets I need some sleep, the fiends still comin' Bush 'bout to blow this bitch up Better get money, dead bodys Thou Shall Young Buck I brush my teeth, load my clip, and go bust my heat I'm in too deep, i can't say fuck the streets I need some sleep, the fiends still comin' Bush 'bout to blow this bitch up Better get money, dead Mine Young Thug Wet diamonds in my mouth, if I kiss her, she drown (Mwah) If I leave a nigga white t-shirt red, it'll be a peppermint or a baseball, nigga (Woo) I know they sick and tired of hearin' 'bout my jewelry Young Niggaz 2Pac kind of G like everybody knows As a young nigga He's always G'd up, from head to toe My memories as a young nigga Always got it blown like Al Capone Young nigga He's the downest G I've ever known No Christmas For Me Zee Avi No, there won’t be Christmas for me this year For the simple reason being you’re not here There won’t be eggnogs by the cozy fire There won’t be glasses of mulled wine either There won’t even be That's How Ya Feel Young Jeezy Yeah, ay Jeah Ay nigga If you at the light right now nigga And the nigga sweating you my nigga Looking at you cause you got the big boy shoes on ya shit my nigga Ay roll down ya motherfucking window nigga