Bleu Davinci - I Got Right (Young Jeezy Diss) lyrics

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[Intro: Bleu DaVinci]

I swear to God on my momma

This nigga shouldn't never have tried me, nigga

It's the nigga Bleu

I don't know why these niggas wanna wake up the motherfucking vampires

Been waiting, nigga, but I'm up

Finna bite these niggas back

They ain't finna come at me like that

That's on everything I love, nigga

[Big Meech]

That nigga just ain't right, man. I mean, he shitted on the whole fam

[Hook: Bleu DaVinci]

Pussy-ass nigga, I got right

Weak-ass nigga, I got right

Soft-ass nigga, I got right

What I'mma do to this nigga is not right

[Verse 1: Bleu DaVinci]

Go on and tell 'em what the truth is -- you's a bitch

Turned House in to the Feds, now who's the snitch?

I know you think you got the upper hand

Can't even say a nigga name -- less than a man

I remember when your ass played the background

Scared to push a bag, trying to give it to Mac Town

Wanted to be me so bad, you started wearing Dickies

And trying to bang, but your weird ass just looking silly

And I'm the nigga that gave you your affiliation

I'm the nigga that involved you in the precipitation

Now it's time for retribution, reciprocation

Now them shots been fired? Homie, I was waiting

You could hide behind a couple plaques

But every shooter that's with me hold a couple straps

Catch your ass down bad at that awards show

And blow your pussy ass out your dress clothes

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Bleu DaVinci]

Now let me get down to the meat of things

Quit all that flexing -- you know they took your chain

Call my phone crying, talking 'bout some brooking niggas

That night I spared your life; you was in the midst of killers

Got some info that'll leave your whole career dead

Like that Porsche and that 'rari you turned in to the Feds

And I was wondering how you skated a mob indictment

Guess them people found a friend in you -- yeah, they liked 'im

Yeah, I fucked your bitch, but the pussy was trash

Now I'm 'bout to go bananas on your monkey ass

Pussy nigga, why you coming at me?

Need to try to get some money back from Kinky B

Twin ain't fucking with you, Coach done kept it moving

Guess they wasn't that gay shit your ass was doing

Stealing niggas' money, but you claim that you're loyal

And here, I got them three letters' walking papers for ya

[Hook]

[Outro: Big Meech]

Gibbs be on that shit Jeezy was on, you know what I'm saying? That's why ain't nobody never came after him. That nigga's stupid. He keeps screaming "Gangsta Gibbs," and they ain't heard a song from him yet