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Left Hollywood - YoungBagChasers (Ft. Ybcdul)
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Left Hollywood - YoungBagChasers (Ft. Ybcdul)
[Intro: Amber Run & Ybcdul]
And I'll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense, then you'll lose your mind
(1Hundro did it again)
And I'll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense, then you'll lose your mind
It's Mr Disrespectful
It's Mr Disrespectful
It's Mr Disrespectful
They know that I really diss the dead, yea that's my fuckin special
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
And ion give a fuck who you is, nigga, I really don't give a fuck who you is
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe

[Verse]
Ridin' round wit all these chops inside the wheel, like I ain't the ticket
And you know I'm in the bity, tell them niggas come get wit me
Fifty shots inside the glizzy, and this shit came wit a switchy
Two shots to the face, exactly what they did to Rizzy
I ain't got no competition, ain't nobody fuckin with me
I talked to Hondo everyday, my lil brother know I miss 'em
I call shots, get niggas dropped, they know who really run the city
I miss Zomb, that's my brother, I really spilled blood wit 'em
Everytime I hit the trap, I run up racks
Qrizzy just landed, I just got off like a hunnid packs
We in the middle of the war like where the fuck ya gat
Zari ain't clap, he got shot, was supposed to shoot it back
I can change the weather when the switch roll
1k kill for me, I'd do the same if we had to switch roles
Jae died and Reek got life, but that's just how the streets go
Everyday my momma pray for me, she know I keep my pole
I'm a demon child, I been out here sinnin
I done took a L after L, it's time for winnin
Stand on top of him, watch how he frowning while I'm grinning
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe
Chased Benji two days ago, he crashed the ride
He shoulda died, that nigga get away like everytime
I been fuckin all the city bitches, I'm really in my prime
Snipe and K3 sat too long at that stop sign
That's why when I'm in the city, I switch the routes, I'm in and out
I can't name the last time I seen a drought
I'm out Cali wit the Mexicans, they invite me to they house
Sidney died in his house, that nigga died right on his couch
I'm gettin' rich without Jae, this shit don't feel right
No matter how many niggas we kill, this shit don't feel right
Reminiscin', thinkin' bout the bros, it give me chills like
They ain't even get a chance to see what the deal like
Thirty pounds in the Lowes box, UPS bring it to me
Another thirty in two days, on friday, I'll be waiting on it
You wait til monday, another box with different flavors comin'
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