Tay Beatz - Yeah n***a lyrics

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Tay Beatz - Yeah n***a lyrics

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame & Cartel MGM] Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, they call me Flocka, n***a I got dreads, n***a, you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, I'm Cartel, n***a My head is bald, n***a, you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, my flag is red, n***a I'm a Blood, n***a you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, my flag is black, n***a MGM goons straight murking n***as [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Flocka the gunman, red raindrops And I'ma keep squeezing, everybody's body drop Slick and Blood's album drop, I bet them n***as' album flop Word around town, I got that beatbox Flocka got the streets locked from L.A. to A-Town From A-Town to D-Town, from D-Town to Chi-Town From Chi-Town to M-Town, from M-Town to H-Town From H-Town to New York, from New York to New Jersey From New Jersey to CT, from J Nicks to ET From ET to Greg Street, Waka Flame so street True jeans cost a n***a $350, kush cost me $550 S550 and I'm trying to sell like 50 [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame & Cartel MGM] Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, they call me Flocka, n***a I got dreads, n***a, you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, I'm Cartel, n***a My head is bald, n***a, you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, my flag is red, n***a I'm a Blood, n***a you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, my flag is black, n***a MGM goons, straight murking n***as [Verse 2: Cartel MGM] Tec 9, .45's, just another homicide Finger on the trigger and I'm riding through the southside Yeah, just looking for a p**y Scrappy got the shotty and Psycho got the Uzi Before they grab sh**, I was busting down bricks Wait, n***a, I'm still busting down bricks Still in the hood, selling dope with the full clip Still in the Honda, taking out-of-town trips MGM banging, scale keep weighing My Glock keep dumping, what the f** you thinking Back door trapping, Cartel booming Black Glock, gray tape, Cartel robbing [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame & Cartel MGM] Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, they call me Flocka, n***a I got dreads, n***a, you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, I'm Cartel, n***a My head is bald, n***a, you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, my flag is red, n***a I'm a Blood, n***a you want beef, n***a? Yeah n***a, yeah n***a, my flag is black, n***a MGM goons, straight murking n***as