Finale Nicki Minaj

[Intro: T-Streets]
What it do, nigga
This your nigga T-Streets
Bang-bang in the building
This Young Money
First up, my nigga Gudda Gudda
Double G, blap, blap

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
They call me Young Gudda, I'm all about the dough still
And anybody in my way: roadkill
Everything my hands touch turn to gold
Money, knots, and jewels with no records sold, yeah
I'm manhandlin' rappers with no effort
So imagine what'll happen when I start applyin' pressure
Guillotine flow, who ready to get severed, nigga?
In or out the booth, you could get leveled, nigga

[Transition: T-Streets]
Now we gonna take it to Harlem, Millzy

[Verse 2: Jae Millz]
L’eggo! Yo, we are Young Money (Yes)
Nigga, your camp chocha
It's ‘bout to get real ugly—Omarosa
YM vultures, it ain't a family doper
Wе done changed the way thе game look—Sammy Sosa (Ha!)
This is life, this ain't a job
The Audemars and Chapard just symbolize I go hard
Navy on Navy Camaro, I did it all for the Yankees (L'eggo)
Did it all for New York and this love, no need to thank me
Millz!