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Young Zee

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    Y'knowwhat I'msaying
    Get with this tape, my shits the bomb
    Ahahaha 1 time
    Ohohahahoh, ohohaohoh
    Yeah Zee

    [Verse:]
    From the dick I bust your whole spit prick
    I got the weed, let's listen to all the hardcore shit
    Put the guns down, meet me at a show
    Zee get open, you can let that go
    Chill, keep it real, you been had your deal
    I'm still gonna be the first one to reach a mil
    Best do the drop kick, skills loop the trumpet
    My tape going platinum and be on some dumb shit
    Many crews stepped up to get hurt
    With blood from they mouth on my Polo shirt
    We got cases and don't need new beef
    But a nigga pop shit and get a quick two piece
    So tell who souped you, no brain get crucial
    Do the unusual that y'all not used to
    Put the Rock in the Box and my crew gets the job done
    Believe me, you don't want no problems

    [Chorus:]
    You don't want no problems [x8]
    Now, you don't want no problems with my click
    You don't want no problems with Young Zee
    You don't want no problems b
    "Put your name on the obituary column sheet"

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    [Verse:]
    When it's lovely I float like a butterfly
    Make you wanna bob your head while you shut your eye
    Now tell me can you feel it
    It's coming to your ear long range
    It hurts like demanja, no brain is strange
    Get on the folklift, inhale the chocolate
    Dropping dog shit, cause Zee's raps is awkawrd
    It's in your appettite, kid you have to bite
    But you better rap it right or get mac'd tonight
    I'm the freshest on two feet to ever walk the street
    You can't run the track meet, with the weird athlete
    Boy you too butt, talking about who you stuck
    Barely got loot to hook your hooptie, hoop up
    If their was no gangs and gats and shit
    Would your wake be on the roof on the rapping tip
    NO, I think not, you ain't got the heart
    To make it hot with your jammy, kid you don't scare me
    I got jumped and was forced to box
    One caught the mox, I'm unorthodox
    I don't need no gun, cause I'm lifted
    I'll shoot the fair one, and spank all the kids in your district
    Now you see I get the job done
    Kid when I say this, believe me, you don't want no problems

    [Chorus:]
    You don't want no problems [x8]
    Now, you don't want no problems with my click
    You don't want no problems with Young Zee
    You don't want no problems b
    "Put your name on the obituary column sheet"

    You don't want no problems with the teammates
    You don't want no problems with DOOOOOhhhhh
    You don't want no problems b
    "Put your name in the obituary column sheet"

    Yeah yeah, you don't want no problems with Rah Digga
    You don't want no problems with Harriet
    You don't want no problems b
    "Get your name in the obituary column sheet" [scratching to end]
    "You don't want no problems"

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