How You Do Dat Again Young Bleed (Ft. Brotha Lynch Hung & Tech N9ne)
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[Intro: Young Bleed]
This is Strange Music
That's whats up
Yeah
(How you do dat there x5)
Trap Door Entertainment man and we don't care
[Verse 1: Young Bleed]
Like pimp the kin, pimp to the bone
We got money over here and I'mma get me some
Like D and J and Rev Run
They still killing in this rap game, I got my gun
Tech N9ne and Bleed or my Brotha Lynch Hung
This is all I need to proceed to get dumb
Because wait a minute mothafucka, how you do dat son?
Get money overseas, blowing trees til dumb
Hollerin who dat?
Said that they want it for the Saints knowing that Vince Lombardi
Bacardi to rum, no prints, no car keys
I'm under the sun
But prince like Nelson Riders
Get me over the drum
Convinced without the car keys, I came from the sun
And went from BRPs, to smoking a lot
Louisiana off the handle, like they favorite son
You know me I do it big, rest in peace to Big Pun for real
This is Strange Music
That's whats up
Yeah
(How you do dat there x5)
Trap Door Entertainment man and we don't care
[Verse 1: Young Bleed]
Like pimp the kin, pimp to the bone
We got money over here and I'mma get me some
Like D and J and Rev Run
They still killing in this rap game, I got my gun
Tech N9ne and Bleed or my Brotha Lynch Hung
This is all I need to proceed to get dumb
Because wait a minute mothafucka, how you do dat son?
Get money overseas, blowing trees til dumb
Hollerin who dat?
Said that they want it for the Saints knowing that Vince Lombardi
Bacardi to rum, no prints, no car keys
I'm under the sun
But prince like Nelson Riders
Get me over the drum
Convinced without the car keys, I came from the sun
And went from BRPs, to smoking a lot
Louisiana off the handle, like they favorite son
You know me I do it big, rest in peace to Big Pun for real
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