Feenin Jabo (USA) (Ft. Young Scooter)

[Intro]
Eh Twaun, turn that beat up

[Chorus: Jabo]
I want the money, I came up from nothing, now they got me feening
Been counting my blessings, these niggas can't hate me, I’m [?]
My nigga got shot a hundred times on the block, left him bleeding
[?] nigga got a whole team, gotta feed them
I'm a real street nigga, I'm finna turn up on them hoes
I got bad bitches calling, they be blowing up my phone
I got niggas dead and gone, [?] never coming back
I got diamonds [?] pocket [?] racks

[Verse 1: Jabo]
I’m in my zone again, it's on again
I'm in this bitch with a hundred, play with [?] and we bussing
I just spent a quarter, it's nothing
Ride round in the coupe, me and Sunny
Go hit Magic City, throw your budget
All the bad bitches, thеy gon' love it
You play with Jabo, then they rushing
That's your wifеy, nigga, better cuff her
We be up and down the interstate, gotta go and drop it [?]
These niggas playing like they [?]
But I know some niggas that be tougher
You might be fucking with them bands, [?] you still a [?]
[?] straight up out the street
Water whippin, me and Street
I just caught me a 40 pack, it was washed up on the beach
Nigga know I'm big dawg, off the leash
Call the team, tell them eat
Bring the real niggas to the feast
Rap them up and put them in the [?]
Jabo