| CHEAAA, AYEEE
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| You niggas doing way too much nigga.
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| You tryin to bite my style, steal my swag.
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| You wanna know how to do it I’ll give you the recipe.
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| Let’s go.
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| I keep it gangsta and they love dat shit
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| If you’s a gangsta you gone love dis shit
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| This one’s for you and I ain’t talking Bud Light, (Nope)
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| HK nigga with that little red light, (Ha Ha)
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| Whole club bouncing erbody strapped up,
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| Pull it out my pants and make erbody back up, (Yeeeaaa)
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| Fuck a record deal the boy just too real,
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| Watch em cook it on da stove man the boy got skills, (Cheaaa)
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| Streets is talking whole hood’s whispering,
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| Careful what I say cause I know dem folks listening, (Damn!)
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| It’s ya boy Mr. 17−5,
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| Lil mama whole the strap and the work while I drive, (Chea)
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| Take it out the wrap and I put it on the scale,
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| But keep that on da low cause I ain’t trying to go to jail. |
| (Ha Ha)
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| They call me Slick Manning cause my vision’s great, (Chea)
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| Toss shells like pigskins when I squeeze the 8,
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| Think I start for the Braves way I rep the A,
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| Like John Smokes in his prime when I pitch the K,
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| Got the scale in my pocket on some suicide doors,
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| Yams in the strap facing suicide time, Let’s go Outlandish wit it man it’s stupid how we shine, Aye
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| Catch me in them bunkers with the troops all the time, (Okay)
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| I heed like Sadam but I’m sick like Ooday, (OODAY!!!)
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| Keeps some youngsters with me and they all bout gunplay, (Ha Ha)
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| We been had the streets jammed up to stock,
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| We down south niggas but the plugs up top. |
| (FOR REAL)
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| BLOOD RAW I KEEP IT GANGSTA MY NIGGA
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| This for gangstas I ain’t talking bout you bustas,
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| Choppa toaters money gettas naw not you suckas,
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| Coola than a fan coola than a freezer,
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| Still in da hood ridin sixes on the Reagal,
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| Still on MLK still got a side,
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| Still getting money and I’m still in the trap,
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| Lil mama say she like me plus she know I’m hood,
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| I’m a fool wit laying pipe plus she know I’m good,
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| I got a spot for the yay Uncle Pete keep the K’s,
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| Auntie Shirley got the money if they rush then we straight,
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| 732 shawdy leave it in my pager,
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| We ain’t talking on dem phones cause I know you talking paper. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Keep It Gangsta , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album The Inspiration, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп