Young Guns - Problemz lyrics

[Intro] Let's do it ooh ooh Ramsy, Nasty, Young yo uh yo [Young Chris] We here to make sure these n***as take heat and remember That we bout it bout it business Like P in the Limit Got some bout it bout it b**hes that fein for the n***a Used to flee me for the n***as now C all up in it Hit it when I want to no matter how you treat 'em How much you flee 'em you can get it when you want to You don't have to eat 'em Just dick 'em down right Never speak on another playa she don't like Get a flagour for that f** you hatin' for Dude just playin' his part, she datin boy Down at the club she just had to go Young Gunnas from State P had a show You show see them people shakin and shakin And movin and groovin but Gunna was coolin Long as I had my tullin' the girlies was choosin Everybody else actin foolish Over there actin stupid Come over here and we shootin [Chorus] If you at the bar buying drinks holla Ooh Ooh V.I.P full of sticky stick say OOh Ooh If you ready creep wit his wife holla Ooh ooh (like, like) let's do it If its 23's on the wheel's holla Ooh Ooh Young Gunnaz bangin through the speaker say Ooh Ooh If you cheatin on ya man tonight holla Ooh Ooh (like) ooh ooh (like) ooh ooh let's do it [Young Neef] Don't tell 'em nothing These n***as ain't bout nothin They look here wit them fake stares We gon get the cuttin You know they frontin girlies up in the place Plus they probably mad b**hes up in out face 4-5th on the hip And them Buddahs a 8 These n***as wanna trip Then we give these n***as a taste Don't shoot at cars And won't shoot from far We chase 'em and lase 'em For all the sh** they talking plus hatin f** waitin We send a mothaf**as to Satan Been takin n***as girlies for ages She throwin it from the back I'm grindin all on her hips She talkin that freak sh** How bout she a freak b**h Maybe a chewie quick Never got to sleep cause you know them chicks Soon's you go to sleep they all up in your grip Catch 'em in the act and they still deny it Might cause a riot I been cut the b**h off She still on my dick [Chorus] [Hook: Beanie Sigel] Its Mack daddy Young Scrappy Nah I ain't rappin Youngins get back at 'em [Young Chris] All the action through the traffic on our way to perform If you knew like I knew you would try to keep 'em home Soon as we give 'em the song You hit it before the mornin' We don't love 'em we just smut 'em We hit it and then they gone [Young Neef] Plus she was all up in my business Askin bout my cases Knew what I was charged with And wanna know what I'm facin Heard I keep it on me daily wherever I go Beat the case Homes still fight Muhando Yup!