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Usda Cold Summer

but a motherfucking hater cant worry bout raw better try and get some paper speak the truth imma give a nigga game either do anything i mean what i said usda

: Young jeezy. Let's go! I know a broad name Pam Baby's off the chain. Some even call her a freak A [? ] and a half patrone in a glass She might let

: (feat. Scar) [Scar:] Oh yea baby Haters be hatin' Got me mistaken The moment I fall off They better be patient These niggas is jealous And I'm over

: Get it up niggas , get it up X4 Hook:X2 on the road to riches imma get it up my grind is relentless imma get it up my shine is ridiculous imma get

: (feat. R. Kelly, Jadakiss & Bun B) [Intro:] [R.Kelly:] Young Jeezyyy [Young Jeezy:] Yea I can beleve that who else nigga [R.Kelly:] And You boy kelllllls

: [Young Jeezy] And Lord knows I, try, to do the right thing With a chrome in the front woulda done the same thing Got my strap cocked back, adrenaline

Chorus:] You niggas wann' play? - We got somethin' hot for ya Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for ya (Brrraa) USDA (Aye!), Respect Tha Shield! USDA (Aye

(feat. R. Kelly, Jadakiss & Bun B) [Intro:] [R.Kelly:] Young Jeezyyy [Young Jeezy:] Yea I can beleve that who else nigga [R.Kelly:] And You boy kelllllls

[Young Jeezy] And Lord knows I, try, to do the right thing With a chrome in the front woulda done the same thing Got my strap cocked back, adrenaline