Yea Yea ft. Trey Kidd Lyrics

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Ayy, ayy

I'on even know what im doin here but I'ma make this shit fire

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, ayy, I hop in the metro, I take yo' girl, even though I met her

Yeah, yeah, you think you better? I tote my guns, yeah, my berettas

Stare at the drip to long, it'll make you blind, yeah, fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Ya dig? Ayy (Uh-huh)

This .32 barkin', it ain't leavin' no trace

Yeah, yeah, 12 on me, yeah, I do the dash, yeah, I do the race

Hoodie on me, I get energetic

Too fly, we sendin' a message (Yeah, yeah)

Too bad, we up the percentage (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

We Crips do it better, yeah, we got the advantage (Let's go)

Like, like, too tact

Niggas got guns, but don't shoot back

Like, like, who that?

If he makin' a move, don't look back

Fuck it, I'ma ride the beat (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Niggas wanna try and bring the heat

Uh, like, what beef? Uh, like, what beef? (Woo!)

Yeah, ayy, I hop in the metro, I take yo' girl, even though I met her

Yeah, ayy, you think you better? I tote my guns, yeah, my berettas

Stare at the drip to long, it'll make you blind, yeah, fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Walkin' 'round with a, uh, yeah

Walkin' 'round with a muhfuckin', uh

Walkin' 'round with a muhfuckin', uh

Walkin' 'round with a muhfuckin' gun

That chopper gon' eat up that boy up for lunch

I pull out that Glock, and that boy started to run

I'm shootin' these niggas up, yeah, for fun

Huh, slidin' in yo' section, uh, pull up with that weapon

Uh, it's gonna get sketchy, uh, yeah, gon' get sketchy

Got yo' girl now, she gon' bless me, huh, these niggas try to test me

Yeah, these niggas try to stress me, I got my Glock and they ain't ready

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, you finna lose, my boy

Shawty keep playin' wit' me like a toy

If you fuckin' with TreyWay, make some noise

Yeah, ayy, I hop in the metro, I take yo' girl, even though I met her

Yeah, ayy, you think you better? I tote my guns, yeah, my berettas

Stare at the drip to long, it'll make you blind, yeah, fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Yeah, ayy, I hop in the metro, I take yo' girl, even though I met her

Yeah, ayy, you think you better? I tote my guns, yeah, my berettas

Stare at the drip to long, it'll make you blind, yeah, fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental

Huh, what? Fuck up ya mental