Young Gunz Problemz Lyrics:
[Young Chris] We here to make sure these
Niggas take heat and remember
That we bout it,
bout our business
Like P and da limit
Got some bout it, bout it
Bitches that fiend for the
Niggas use to flee me for
Them niggas now C all up in
It hit it when i want to
No matter how u treat
How much you flee'em
You can get it
when you want to
You dont have to eat'em
Jus dick'em down right
Never speak on
Never play us
You dont like
Get a flagrant for that fuck
You hatin for that dude jus
Playin his part she datin boy
Down at them clubs
She jus had to go
Young gunnas from State
P had to show
Should of seen
The people shakin and movin
And movin and grovin
But gunna was coolin
Long as i had my tool in
Girlies was choosin
Everybody else actin foolish
Over there actin stupid
Come over here and we shootin
[Hook:] If you at the bar
buyin drinks
Holla (whoop whoop)
V.I.P full of
stinly stink say
(whoop whoop)
If you creepin with his wife
Holla (whoop whoop)
Like, like
Lets do it
If there's 23s on da whill
Holla(whoop whoop)
Young Gunnas bangin thourgh
Your speakers say
(whoop whoop)
If you cheatin on your man
Holla (whoop whoop)
[Young Neef] Dont tell'em notnin
These niggas aint bout nothin
They look here
With them fake stares
We gon get the cuttin
[ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/UZSC ]You know theres
frontin girlies
All up in da place
Plus they probly mad
bitches all in our
Face 4-5th on da hip
And da buddas to 8
These niggas wanna trip
Then we give these
Niggas a taste
Dont shoot at cars
And wont shoot from far
We chase'em and lase'em
For all the shit they talkin
Plus hatin, fuck waitin
We sendin
mothafuckers to
satin
Been takin niggas girlies for
Ages she throwin it from da
Back im grindin all on her
Hip she talkin that freak
Shit bout how she a freak
Bitch maybe a chewy quick
Never go to sleep
Cuz you know those chicks
Soon as 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
Bitch off
She still on my dick
[Repeat Hook] [Bridge (B Siegel)] Its mack daddy
Young scrappy
Nah i aint rappin
Youngins get
Back at'em
[Young Chris] Mashin through the traffic
On our way to perform
If you knew
Like i knew'em
You would try
To keep'em home
Cuz once we
Get'em its on
You wont get'em
Til da morn
We dont love'em
We jus smut'em
We hit it
And then they gon
[Young Neef] Plus she was
All up in my
Business
Askin bout my cases
Knew what i was charged wit
And wanted to know facin
Heard i keep it on me daily
Where ever i go
Beat the case home
Still fightin muhondo
WUT
Lyrics: Problemz, Young Gunz [end]