It's Whateva (S.L.A.B.ed)

歌詞

(*talking*) Check it hu-huh, it's the Young Don man Tennessee-Texas connect, CMG my click C-Wiz Holla at me young'n yeah, I get my hog on That's what I do man, I'm a hog with it Check it, freestyle (Lil' Keke) I'm a freestyling king, I don't joke Catch me in the booth, and I'm firing up some smoke I'll never be broke, cause I grind to the top Catch me on the highway, letting down the top In the drop, I'm sitting sideways and I'm crooked It's the Young Don, got my time and I took it Did my came back, in '94 I wrecked niggaz, with my freestyle flow It's 2005, I still go live Young Don Ke', only the strong survive I'm in the booth I'm spitting the truth, I'm bulletproof A nigga in my way, I might knock out his tooth It's the Young Don, representing CMG I freestyle, I don't have to write it G I'm a motherfucking vet, with my flow I'm on this microphone, letting the whole world know I'm fucking with that C-Wiz, and this is Texas Back in '99, I drove in my new Lexus Buttoned up on 20's, I ain't gon even front Young Don Ke', and I'm known to pull a stunt A freestyle assassin, nigga still blasting Boys in the background, and they still asking Where the Don at, I tell em that he back I tell em on the microphone, bout to attack I grab my fucking gat, I lay a nigga flat I rat-ta-tat-tat, put him on his fucking back Don't play with the Don, my niggaz call me Young It's the young one, and I do it for my son Money by the ton, I make these niggaz run I pop-pop buck-buck, nigga with my gun I lay you niggaz down, repping H-Town Popping trunks, still jamming to that Screw sound Slowed Up Texas, we do it on the South It's the Young Don, I got them diamonds in my mouth Niggaz just talking, niggaz just yapping I told these niggaz, that I'm back hungry back rapping I never be capping, I'm always just twisting On the microphone, I got these niggaz ass kissing Now the Don back, I ain't looking for no friends Catch me in that slingshot, coupe fo' do' Benz 500 nigga, I'm putting it on the plate The Young Don, I only represent the Texas state A freestyle legend, a freestyle pro I'm the freestyle king, I let the whole world know I started this verse, I'll make em put it in a hearse Because your life is getting worse, I'm gift with the curse Like my nigga Beanie said, I ride red I leave these niggaz dead, I'm hollin' at my niggaz in the FED Some of these niggaz out here, still snitching Some of em bitching, some of these niggaz twisting Like hoes, cause they the punkest I'm hollin' at C-Will, cause I'm crunk with the crunkest That's what we call our shit, the Tennessee-Texas connect It's the Young Don, and I'm known to wreck give me the check (*talking*) C-Wiz, that's what it is nigga That's real freestyle, holla