Young Affiliate - Oh Yeah (beat provided by sean divine)

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Oh yeah (Oh Yeah!)
all my niggas in the house//
keep ya ears wide open, somethin like mickey mouse//
(we keep it comin)
(yeah!)
now let me make this clear//
we aint gotta go getta cuz we got it right here//
(we aint playin)
we be jocin on em homes//
im in the two five oh, mah nigga im in the zone//
(what!?)
you never see what i see//
even if you from where im from youll never be what i be//
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(Oh Yeah!)
Im the young affiliate//
when it comes to gettin grain damn right im mill'n it//
(yeah!)
the game im killin it//
yeah i still dont give a damn and i never gave a shit//
(uh-uh)
nope!, i never changed my game plan//
do the dew for the money but never for the fame man//
(what!?)
I do it for the K man//
if you did what i did youd never be the same man//
now im a buisness man//
dress shirt and khaki's, are kiddin man!?//
nah its no joke//
roll the windows up so the cars at full smoke//
imma showem round here//
yeah an ounce of soft is what im holdin round here//
already known round here//
sell the white for a less then for what its goin round here//
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Oh yeah (Oh Yeah!)
all my niggas in the house//
keep ya ears wide open, somethin like mickey mouse//
(we keep it comin)
(yeah!)
now let me make this clear//
we aint gotta go getta cuz we got it right here//
(we aint playin)
we be jocin on em homes//
im in the two five oh, mah nigga im in the zone//
(what!?)
you never see what i see//
even if you from where im from youll never be what i be//
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(yeah i do it)
mah nigga i got some big balls//
so much work i need a motha fuckin UHAUL//
(a what!?)
i said motha fuckin UHAUL//
think about that ill make a mother fuckin few calls//
(uh-huh)
until the motha fuckin food calls//
flip that work nigga, buy out a motha fuckin few malls//
break a mother fuckin few laws//
mah nigga im in my mother fuckin blue drawers//
We ridin mother fuckin two fo's//
all my niggas is smokin mother fuckin true dro//
thats what im mother fuckin true fo//
gettin the sticky, i thought you mother fuckin knew yo//
get a mother fuckin clue joe//
when i hit the club i get them mother fuckin fools low//
i make my mother fuckin jewels glow//
I be keepin it classy, thats why im mother fuckin cool ho//
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Oh yeah (Oh Yeah!)
all my niggas in the house//
keep ya ears wide open, somethin like mickey mouse//
(we keep it comin)
(yeah!)
now let me make this clear//
we aint gotta go getta cuz we got it right here//
(we aint playin)
we be jocin on em homes//
im in the two five oh, mah nigga im in the zone//
(what!?)
you never see what i see//
even if you from where im from youll never be what i be//
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oh yeah boy Im god damn paid//
yeh the white so bright you need some god damn shades//
you need to god damn shave//
cuz these bullets like cattle boy they god damn graze//
we bring them god damn K's//
stackin up on my chips like some god damn lays//
this aint a god damn faze//
how many times i gotta say it boy im god damn made//
Im hard as god damn jade//
with the black on black crimes its a god damn shame//
ya boys is god damn lame//
get off ya high horse and grow a god damn brain//
I do this every god damn day//
quit readin between the lines and turn the god damn page//
alls you niggas do is god damn hate//
ill spray ya man down boy like some raid//
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Oh yeah (Oh Yeah!)
all my niggas in the house//
keep ya ears wide open, somethin like mickey mouse//
(we keep it comin)
(yeah!)
now let me make this clear//
we aint gotta go getta cuz we got it right here//
(we aint playin)
we be jocin on em homes//
im in the two five oh, mah nigga im in the zone//
(what!?)
you never see what i see//
even if you from where im from youll never be what i be//
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(its like babaay)
my life im tryin to choose it//
went from doin the shit to just tryin to do it//
if i get another pound man im trying to move it//
my past is behind me and im tryin to loose it//
(its like babaay)
I gotta angel in my life//
i aint goin back nigga dont make me tell ya twice//
niggas i know man they might seem nice//
but if ya fuck around boy youll be left on ice//
(babaay)
I aint lookin at you//
i used to sell it for the five while i get it for the two//
i did it in the streets and its stickin like glue//
give a fuck what you think just let me do what i do//
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(babaay)
nigga i dont know ya'll//
still wake up in the morning and i work till the birds call//
this aint a beat by mastro//
ya boy gotta talent like lup'e fiasco//
im coming in watch the boat rock//
2 years clean i didnt even detox//
still kickin in my rebox//
when i saw her, man my mother fuckin knees locked//
man your shit be sour//
pass the bakin soda, and bring the white powder//
man im tellin the truth//
tear up the mother fuckin game but i aint in the booth//
now watch the clubs get loose//
2 bootles of krys nigga and a 40 of goose//
(yeeeaah)
I let it do what it do//
I aint care were your from boy im just comin through//
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(its like babaay)
my life im tryin to choose it//
went from doin the shit to just tryin to do it//
if i get another pound man im trying to move it//
my past is behind me and im tryin to loose it//
(its like babaay)
I gotta angel in my life//
i aint goin back nigga dont make me tell ya twice//
niggas i know man they might seem nice//
but if ya fuck around boy youll be left on ice//
(babaay)
I aint lookin at you//
i used to sell it for the five while i get it for the two//
i did it in the streets and its stickin like glue//
give a fuck what you think just let me do what i do//
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(babaay)
talkin lincoln continentals//
all them other mother fuckas is just ridin the rentals//
more predictable then a stencil//
all i need for this rap shits a mother fuckin pencil//
(what!?)
I get that mother fuckin paper//
and if them boys dont like it nigga fuck a hata//
I do the God damn thang//
I got stacks on deck and still like fuck the chains//
Im gainin on ya niggas//
my wrist advertisin more then tommy hilfiger//
aint nobody do it realer//
everybody really know i got them damn thug niggas//
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(its like babaay)
my life im tryin to choose it//
went from doin the shit to just tryin to do it//
if i get another pound man im trying to move it//
my past is behind me and im tryin to loose it//
(its like babaay)
I gotta angel in my life//
i aint goin back nigga dont make me tell ya twice//
niggas i know man they might seem nice//
but if ya fuck around boy youll be left on ice//
(babaay)
I aint lookin at you//
i used to sell it for the five while i get it for the two//
i did it in the streets and its stickin like glue//
give a fuck what you think just let me do what i do//
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(babaay)
Im gettin all the respect//
you can tell were im from without a chain on my neck//
(booooy)
we aint throwin the sets//
we just holla with our dollars while we sprayin the techs//
damn right imma move shit//
they way i bust it all down you'd think im groovin n' shit//
the way they holla "move bitch"//
youd think my co-signers be like ludacris//
(just know)
I used to be broker then trinidad//
found out that money talks now its speakin in paragraphs//
I lost alotta so-called friends//
cuz they we're only there for this fuckin money im in//
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(its like babaay)
my life im tryin to choose it//
went from doin the shit to just tryin to do it//
if i get another pound man im trying to move it//
my past is behind me and im tryin to loose it//
(its like babaay)
I gotta angel in my life//
i aint goin back nigga dont make me tell ya twice//
niggas i know man they might seem nice//
but if ya fuck around boy youll be left on ice//
(babaay)
I aint lookin at you//
i used to sell it for the five while i get it for the two//
i did it in the streets and its stickin like glue//
give a fuck what you think just let me do what i do//
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(like babaay) *Echo Out*

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