beat cry - young scooter & zaytoven lyrics
[intro: young scooter]
zaytoven
yeah, i really f*ck with too many producers like that man
zaytiggy man
[chorus: young scooter]
zaytiggy’s hoe got them hard he make the beat cry
this p*ssy n*gga fold and then i see why
same producers sell their soul for a couple m
jugg millions out the spot with tears out zaytown
zaytiggy time street that hit go calculation
i got the same sh*t these rappers got that’s why they hatin’
but i ain’t got no dealer street that’s only way to make it
when you in bring your n*ggas in on the paper
[verse 1: young scooter]
when you in bring your n*ggas in don’t be greedy
cut these rappers how you want there is most sh*t in steady
the neighborhood got high wе move the trap to belеveland
cleave an (?) with the slabs juggin’ our season
count to million dollar cash yeah i know the feeling
n*gga count what a pound gain p*ssy start screaming
rob a n*gga when he are a mess on a finesse gun
crack baby n*gga so i was born a trap god
[chorus: young scooter]
zaytiggy’s hoe got them hard he make the beat cry
this p*ssy n*gga fold and then i see why
same producers sell their soul for a couple m
jugg millions out the spot with tears out zaytown
zaytiggy time street that hit go calculation
i got the same sh*t these rappers got that’s why they hatin’
but i ain’t got no dealer street that’s only way to make it
when you in bring your n*ggas in on the paper
[verse 2: young scooter]
the beat cry the streets die in these rappers life
it’s all me to come and say the streets everytime
call a lot of producers out cause they’re f*cking fake
that’s why i f*ck with zay and (?)
it’s a hard (?) life but i ain’t talking j
i got dealers on soft white eating everyday
oh yayo music hard put you in a way
cause you ain’t talking money i want it the sh*t you gotta say
[chorus: young scooter]
zaytiggy’s hoe got them hard he make the beat cry
this p*ssy n*gga fold and then i see why
same producers sell their soul for a couple m
jugg millions out the spot with tears out zaytown
zaytiggy time street that hit go calculation
i got the same sh*t these rappers got that’s why they hatin’
but i ain’t got no dealer street that’s only way to make it
when you in bring your n*ggas in on the paper
[verse 3: chief keef]
(?) outside, hit the garage
boss is f*ckin cook a nut to the spinner collar
and i am with two b*tches that’s a f*ckin menage
n*gga think he wanna gamble this not a (?)
sending bullet after bullet that’s a f*ckin barage
dealer b*tch have a mail so i call a (?)
b*tch i’m like a contractor i got so many rugs
tell a n*gga cool down ‘fore you break so many (?)
cool n*gga (?)
[chorus: young scooter]
zaytiggy’s hoe got them hard he make the beat cry
this p*ssy n*gga fold and then i see why
same producers sell their soul for a couple m
jugg millions out the spot with tears out zaytown
zaytiggy time street that hit go calculation
i got the same sh*t these rappers got that’s why they hatin’
but i ain’t got no dealer street that’s only way to make it
when you in bring your n*ggas in on the paper
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