Young money young money yeah we getting rich
Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message
Young lives and the garda
My all gold rolly or the
Jt: didn't get a gift for her
Yeah young kid, bout whatever
Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun
And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young
3m's on my new balance
Ballin like some young kings
She can make a pimp fall in love
Forever young and ghetto fabulous
This boa, what's your motivation
Young notable bout to go in!
To liberate yourselves, africa
Young roy to another nigga
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