YOUNG JEEZY

YOUNG JEEZY - CTE or Nothin lyrics

rate me

Yeah! What’s up?

I said CTE talk to me!

Chorus:

50 pants in my 87 jeans

That’s the hint!

Got the mother fucker on six

That’s nothing!

I say mother fuckers don’t like it do something

The only way to live CTE or nothing!

Young .. put it to …

Million dollars in the woods, Tom Sawyer

Got a lot of chips and a whole lot of lawyers

Go get the drain man, we got something for you

CTE nigger that’s the end of price

We’ve been stocking out nothing but the green guys

Walk upon your functionalism suit and ties

They hit the black in 87 until the sun rise

I got a pinky ring flow money clip dough,

The voice box … get your clip for

You saw my neck you saw my chest

You saw my ribs and arms

So that’s the last thing you see

Before I squeeze it all

Chorus:

50 pants in my 87 jeans

That’s the hint!

Got the mother fucker on six

That’s nothing!

I say mother fuckers don’t like it do something

The only way to live CTE or nothing!

You say you are getting money nigger

We ain’t seen nothing

Problem with the squad I am the first one toughing

Like my nigger bow, I keep it one hundred

To eleven in the smile fuck this bitch running

I need 50 .. for my Chevrolet and …

Another day another month fucking dollar

Try to fit it all in my 87 jeans

I was acting for the .. of show .. 70

Smash in a cutter off, going like another broad,

I got a bitch even bader real shit ..

That gangsta lies make room for the underdog

I’m with the business USDA and under bars

Yeah! Shit gang bitch who are you with?

While you see me induced in the homie…

And if you really must know man

CTE for life kill a nigger snow man

Chorus:

50 pants in my 87 jeans

That’s the hint!

Got the mother fucker on six

That’s nothing!

I say mother fuckers don’t like it do something

The only way to live CTE or nothing!

Put a lame mouth when I feel like nothing

You niggers getting back over here we are getting money

You know how it looks I know how it smells

GPS .. came through the mail

It ain’t start to chill , risk get the luck,

Faults get steady, please get the watch!

.. nigger let me show you how I go

I’ve been tired of your ….

I ain’t … a brick ain’t …

CTE or nothing .. to the death, telling you …

Chorus:

50 pants in my 87 jeans

That’s the hint!

Got the mother fucker on six

That’s nothing!

I say mother fuckers don’t like it do something

The only way to live CTE or nothing!

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Thanks to madailui

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