Young Nigga (Mixtape Version)

[Intro]
Southside

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young nigga
I'm twisting up the dro like a young nigga
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young nigga
I'm still in the streets like a young nigga
Like a young nigga, this one for the young niggas
Where you from, nigga? This one for the young niggas
For the young niggas, this one is for the young niggas
Where you from, nigga? This one for the young niggas

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, most my niggas rob, they don't got a job
I got a couple young niggas that’ll take the charge
So I don't bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage
Stop the track, pause, R.I.P. to Camouflage
I'm 'bout to pull my yellow 'Rari out the car garage
I got some young niggas that’ll hide your body parts

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young nigga
Got them old niggas saying I love that young nigga
Your whole clique buying shots, y'all some broke niggas
Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young nigga
In the club, strapped up with them guns, nigga (Southside)
We shooting at the police just for fun, nigga

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young nigga
I'm twisting up the dro like a young nigga
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young nigga
I'm still in the streets like a young nigga
Like a young nigga, this one for the young niggas
Where you from, nigga? This one for the young niggas
For the young niggas, this one is for the young niggas
Where you from, nigga? This one for the young niggas

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Ray Charles vision, screaming, "Where's the competition?"
Lot of rappers on the carton, man, they swag missing
I'm on that young nigga shit
Shiesty ass niggas at my shows robbin' for bricks
Gucci said I'm going hard, Flocka on his shit
Total school swag, got these hoes on my dick
I'm a lotto pick, I'm like, "Which girl to get?"
Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip
I'm on my Wiz Khalifa shit, but I don't do no papers
Fresh up out them papers, haters catch the vapors
Shoes alligators, I'm talking 'bout Jordans
She ain't got enough swag, shawty can't afford 'em (Flocka)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young nigga
I'm twisting up the dro like a young nigga
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young nigga
I'm still in the streets like a young nigga
Like a young nigga, this one for the young niggas
Where you from, nigga? This one for the young niggas
For the young niggas, this one is for the young niggas
Where you from, nigga? This one for the young niggas