Hustle Gang - Yeap! lyrics

(performed by T.I., B.o.B, Young Dro, Trae Tha Truth) [Intro: T.I.] Yeap, yeap Okay, okay Yeap, yeap Okay, okay, okay [Verse 1: T.I.] I double cup my lean, while I penetratin' your ho Shorty I'm twice as raw as you seen By far the coolest you know n***a you can ask anybody you know bout me they tell ya shawty gon' go I been bowty, you know bout me shawty that four Okay, I keep warrant no I.D., got a couple bad b**hes by me You can't be walkin.. with that two lead don't try me Try lotto my auto cost two million euros These hoes all on me like they think my manure gold Okay these hoes be actin' up These n***as be actin' tough Hustle Gang, everybody got rap with us Wanna see her I don't even gotta ask to f** See your chicken' my pimpin as soon as I walked in She just asked me one question, she said do you like woman who really like woman? I came with my friends and we comin' with you Is you with it? I was just like [Hook: T.I.] Yeap, yeap That right? That right? Okay, okay, okay Yeap, yeap That right? That Right? That right? That Right? Okay okay okay [Verse 2: B.o.B] I pull up front about four doors I'mma roll up blunts with about four O's I'mma young n***a with an old soul That's why these n***as all got my old flow They get mad cause they hoes chose I'mma slang that wood, I'mma throw that oak I dont call her back, cause I dont owe that ho I just ignore that b**h like I don't know that ho Aye,did you know that? Everyday is a Kodak And they ain't know me till I went Pop But I was gettin' money way before that With your main b**h on my floor mat When I'm finished with her here's your ho back I told that b**h, don't act like you know I wouldn't call where your coat at? n***as is freezing Hustle Gang season Goons on the payroll, looking for a reason to create some balance when she get uneven So say what you mean and do no be misleading sh** the f** up when real n***as is speaking Cause life is a game and you will be deleted n***a, you will be obsoleted You will witness the rise of the Phoenix (gang) [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Dro] k** em in the Benz, k** em in the drop Up my flow n***a hit em with the pop n***a I'mma rebel slash k**er misionary I be going f**in' stupid, I'mma f**in adversary Backyard cemetary,where you wanna get buried? Put you right next to the b**h named Mary That's the last b**h I motherf**in' strangle'd She tried to set me up, so I hung her like a hanger I'mma keep it real I'm a God damn singer I can hit a note like Aretha damn Franklin But I bet I still snap on a God damn banger n***a I'll work your b**h like a trainer Hit it from the back, then tell b**h push up Dick on the chin, yeah b**h chin up Trick got bent up, pockets on fill up If your sick of looking at a n***a b**h spit up Forty-five grand on my motherf**in' wrists I like you ho, I finna blow that b**h a kiss If she stick around, I'm a throw the b**h dick If the b**h get smart, I dont throw the b**h sh** I like doing this, but I love doing that Horse this label n***a need to get on my back n***a I'll run to the motherf**in' end Call me Joe Biscuit, I'mma win Ain't gettin' paper, Trick come again b**h I'm inside you just like a sin Ya'll n***a friendemy's ya'll ain't friends Hustle Gang n***a we ain't never gon' bend [Hook] [Verse 4: Trae The Truth] Yeah n***a money really long Chopper down what the f** you n***as really on? f** n***a you can see I'm worth a million Tell em my hustle be a minute before this milli gone Truth got it on lock no keys on em Push a n***a top back no breeze on em Give a n***a the whole clip I squeeze on em Ice game so cold I sneeze on em Somebody k** before I make sh** freeze on em I don't talk about sh** I put fees on em They'll get and put another couple G's on em Make em put them in the dirt grow trees on em I'll throw a motherf**in' fit This two-door Phantom you ain't f**in' with Jump out like b**h who you f**in with? Not me, evidently you ain't f**in sh** I'm gold in my zone can't nobody come save us I'm turnt to the max, diamonds looking like Vegas I ball like Durant, rep the west like the Lakers I do this for real other n***as is fakers Yeah, n***as better get they mind right When they come to get money, n***a mine right When its time to shine on em, I'mma shine bright Jet black Audemars my time right [Hook]