Yeah Yeah lyrics

[Intro]
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
n*gga yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n*gga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n*gga dead, dead
n*gga yeah, n*gga yeah
n*gga yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n*gga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n*gga dead, dead
n*gga yeah, n*gga yeah
n*gga yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
Brand new .40 Glock just copped up out the shop
Hollows hit his skin, he need some water cause them b*tches hot
n*ggas talkin' gangsta when you see me make your pistol pop
Rest in peace to you, that draco make a pus*y n*gga pop and lock (Pock and lock, pop and lock)
Bin Laden pistols, they go stupid everytime we spot an opp (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got thirty in this .30, he died on the second shot (Baow, baow)
They wan' burn me, I'm not nervous 'cause I keep this pistol c*cked
He was talkin' like he hard now on a shirt his picture cropped (b*tch)
.40 knockin' off your tattoos (Yeah, yeah), I go nuts like cashews (Yeah, yeah)
Catch 'em in the whip I'm tryna do 'em like the last dude (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every hood up in my city ain't no section I ain't ran through
I spend a quarter at the light knock off a limb, n*gga bad news
[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
n*gga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n*gga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n*gga dead, dead
n*gga yeah, n*gga yeah
n*gga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n*gga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n*gga dead, dead
n*gga yeah, n*gga yeah
n*gga yeah, yeah
n*gga yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Gee Money]
Look
Run up on me wrong, I'ma flip a n*gga, zip a n*gga (Grrrah)
Watch how quick I flash and let the choppa hit 'em
Don't f*ck with my bros, I stick to the code
Shout out to my n*ggas gone, and the ones on the road
Lean got me movin', slow still I gotta pay attention
I know n*ggas wanna kill me, I can't let a n*gga get me
My life is a movie, Percocets got me groovy
I'm a young fly n*gga bossed up, shout out Lucci
Heard a n*gga hatin', really dog, I can't hear you
Took off on them feds, left them n*ggas in my rear view
Big ol' Ruger, that b*tch bussin' leave a n*gga dead
Closed casket, I don't want your chest I'm aimin' for your head
n*gga, yeah
[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
n*gga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n*gga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n*gga dead, dead
n*gga yeah, n*gga yeah
n*gga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a n*gga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a n*gga dead, dead
n*gga yeah, n*gga yeah
n*gga yeah, yeah
n*gga yeah yeah