Young Niggas chords and lyrics - GUCCI MANE & WAKA FLOCKA FLAME

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Twis[F]tin fingers in the club,
I'm a young nigga
[Em]I got [F]them young niggas that
will hide your body [Em]parts
[F]Pants saggin, flag hangin
I'm a young [C]nigga[Em]
My [F]pants

[Verse 2]
saggin low like a young nigga
[Em]I'm twistin [F]up the dro like a [C]young nigga
I am [F]in the [Em]club [F]thirty deep like
a young [Em]nigga
I'm still [F]in the streets like
[C]a young [F]nig[Em]ga
Like a young [F]nigga,
this one for them young niggas
[Em]Where you from,
[F]this one for them young niggas[C]
[Em]This one is [F]for [Em]the young [F]niggers
Where [Em]ya f[F]rom nigga this
ones for the young [Em]niggas
Ye most my [F]niggas

[Verse 3]
rob
they ain't gotta job
[Em]I got a couple young[F] nigga
that'll [C]take the charge
[E]So I d[F]on't brin[E]g a body[F]guard
I bring my entourage
[Em]Stop[E] the t[F]rack pause...
R.I.P. [E]to [Em]Camoflouge
I am about to pull my [F]yellow
rarri' out the car gar[E]age
I [F]got some [Em]young [F]niggas that'll
hide your body [C]parts

[Verse 4]
[Em]Twis[F]tin fingers in the club
I'm a young nigga
Got them old niggas sayin I
love that young nigga
[Em]Your whole[F] click[Em] buyin[F] shots
ya'll some broke niggas
[E]Pan[Em]ts sag[F]gin, flag hangin I'm a young
[C]nigga [Em](bri[E]cksquad monopoly)
In the car [F]strapped up
with them guns nigga
[Em]We shootin at the [F]police
just for [Am]fun n[F]igga

[Verse 5]
[Em]My pants[F] saggin low
like a young [Em]nigga
I'm twistin [F]up the dro like a [C]young nigga
[Em]I am in the club thi[F]rty deep
like a young [Em]nigga
I'm still [F]in the streets like
[C]a young [F]nig[Em]ga[F][Em][F]
This [C]one [Em]is for the
young [F]niggers[Em]
Where ya [F]from nigga this ones
for the young niggas

[Verse 6]
Ray Charles vision [F]screamin wheres
[Em]the [E]competetion
Lot of [F]rappers on the corner
man they swag [C]missing
[Em]I'm on t[F]hat young nigga shit,
[E]shi[F]esty ass niggas at my shows run from bricks[C][E]
[F]Gucci said I'm [E]going
[F]hard Flocka on this shit
Old school [E]swag [F]got these hoes
on my [C]dick [F][?]
Pulled up on some [E]on [F]set
yellow on black
I'm on my Wiz Khalifa shit,
I don't do no papers
Fresh up on them papers,
haters catch the [Am]va po[C]urs
Shoes [F]alligator I'm talkin
[E]about Jordans
She ain't [F]got enough swag
shawtay can't afford [C]em'[F]

[Verse 7]
My pants [F]saggin low like a young nigga
[Em]I'm twistin [F]up the drough
like a young [C]nigga
[Em]I am in the club thi[F]rty
deep like a young nigga
[Em]I'm still in t[F]he s[C]treets[E]
like a young [F]nigga[E][F]
This one [Em]is fo[F]r the yo[E]ung
[F]nig[F]gers[Em]
[F]Where ya from nigga this ones for the [E]young[Em][F]
[E]nig[Em]gas[F][C]

[Outro 1]
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