Yeah Yeah (feat. 50 Cent and Murda Beatz)

Yeah

Don (Mu-Mu-Mu-Mu-murder)

It's been some time, but it's worth the wait

These other **** tryna perpetrate

Spread money out in my circle and make it circulate

They got the nerve to say that I'm forgettin' 'bout ****

But **** forgettin' the favors I couldn't get outta ****

We had to work for this, plan ahead

I see 'em lookin' sideways

So I parked on a curb to put it slanted

Nothin' ever handed

We got on 'cause we demanded it

They know who the winners

The decision is unanimous

I know I ain't perfect, but, look, I'm workin'

I can make a melody like yeah, yeah

We just turnin' up what you really want

They try to tell us that we can't go back there

Don't tell me you love me, show me the money

Where I'm from, love can't go back there

Don't you feel alone, I go through it too

Now turn around and let me hear you say yeah, yeah

Stay ten toes down, I'm really focussed

Look who I roll with

Same damn gang as last year, if you didn't notice

**** talk shit, on some ho shit

Till that thing go blam, yeah

Subliminal postin'

Yeah they roast shit, they jokin'

Until we pull up on the scene like yeah, yeah

Everywhere we go now, they feelin' cautious

They worried

I can make it so you can't come back here

I think we should stop the make-believin'

I be so damn fly without a reason

I made sixty-five over the weekend

I bring my whole game to every event

I know I ain't perfect, but, look, I'm workin'

I can make a melody like yeah, yeah

We just turnin' up what you really want

They try to tell us that we can't go back there

Don't tell me you love me, show me the money

Where I'm from, love can't go back there

Don't you feel alone, I go through it too

Now turn around and let me hear you say yeah, yeah

We come from the city that's never sleep

Stay on point or get hit up for no reason

My young **** hurtin'

They meant to merk 'em

They puttin' work in

Have 'em bring it to ya like yeah, yeah

You see what you want, you can get it too

Have 'em hit at you

Pull up on you with that blicky like yeah, yeah

Southside to Highbridge, the live shit

Bow to the Balmain, we out here on some fly shit

Different pedigree, I'm from a different regime

On you ass, feel like I'm half-man, half-machine

When I say they don't want the smoke

They know just what I mean

I had they whole block taped off, call it a scene

Yeah, we on that same bullshit

Sun-up to sundown

**** pop out and get popped tryna run down

Go 'head, get popped tryna run down

Think a **** bluffin'

Fuck around and get gunned down

I know I ain't perfect, but, look, I'm workin'

I can make a melody like yeah, yeah

We just turnin' up what you really want

They try to tell us that we can't go back there

Don't tell me you love me, show me the money

Where I'm from, love can't go back there

Don't you feel alone, I go through it too

Now turn around and let me hear you say yeah, yeah