Photos Of Young Dolph’s Alleged Killers Released + Police Surround Yo Gotti’s Restaurant In Fear Of Retaliation, Blac Youngsta’s Grandmother Is Safe

Photos of the alleged gunmen who killed rapper Young Dolph have been released as police hunt down the suspected shooters. There were rumors that Yo Gotti’s restaurant and Blac Youngsta‘s grandmother’s house got shot up, but police debunk both rumors.

However, police did shut down Yo Gotti‘s restaurant, Privé, in fear of retaliation. The latest inside…

The murder of rapper Young Dolph sent shockwaves through the industry and social media when reports were released that the rapper had been killed outside of his favorite bakery in his hometown of Memphis. The 36-year-old rapper, whose real name is Adolph Robert Thornton, Jr., was gunned down yesterday (Nov. 17th) while he was paying a visit to his favorite hometown bakery, Makeda’s Cookies.

 

The alleged gunman were caught on surveillance camera and TMZ obtained stills from a video of the shooting, showing two men armed with guns. Both men kept their identities under wraps, wearing hoodies and jackets, grey sweatpants, hats and masks. It appears one of the alleged shooters had a Draco AK-47 and the other shooter had some sort of pistol.

An employee told police the men sped off in a lighter color Mercedes after firing the shots. They got away before the police arrived.

The city of Memphis is in turmoil over the shooting, leaving many to believe that more gun violence is to come.

y’all look at all them damn police they saying prive & blac youngsta gma house got shot up. pic.twitter.com/bWb62o6N7s

— Jarvis . . (@famouskelly_) November 17, 2021

There were rumors that Yo Gotti’s restaurant, Privé, got shot up following the murder of Young Dolph. That’s false.

Prive’s in Memphis has NOT been shot up per @MEM_PoliceDept #youngdolph

— Hannah Wallsmith (@HWallsmithTV) November 17, 2021

In fear of retaliation, Memphis police officers stood guard outside of Privé before shutting it down as a safety precaution.

#Prive, Ross, and another store in Memphis were all shut down tonight as a safety precaution. Memphis Police still here on scene to keep the area secure.

We’re hearing there were threats made towards Privé, a restaurant owned by Yo Gotti, who’s also from Memphis. pic.twitter.com/ZhrNKYZxha

— Kayla Solomon (@KSolomonReports) November 18, 2021

 

LAST NIGHT: Memphis Police stayed on scene at Yo Gotti’s restaurant, Privé, as a safety precaution through the night. There were rumors earlier in the day that the restaurant was shot up in retaliation for Young Dolph’s death. Those rumors were false. Part of my report: pic.twitter.com/1veUvduwF9

— Kayla Solomon (@KSolomonReports) November 18, 2021

 

Yo Gotti and Young Dolph have had beef that goes back several years, however, Gotti has NOT been tied to the murder in any way. There were rumors that rival rapper Blac Youngsta’s grandmother’s home was shot up in retaliation and that also was false. She’s safe.

Granny is safe too, per Memphis Police. https://t.co/kbGmU7W9N7

— Joyce Peterson (@MemphoNewsLady) November 17, 2021

Speaking of rap beefs…

 

Young Dolph has passed away five days after Soulja Boy said this on the Breakfast Club. Not saying this has anything to do with what happen but just crazy how energy works. pic.twitter.com/SYDUYtf9Wr

— The Hood Reporter (@OhhMar24) November 17, 2021

 

Dolph also had beef with rapper Soulja Boy. Days before Dolph’s death, Soulja Boy spoke about their beef during an interview on Power 105’s "The Breakfast Club." Check out the clip above.

In 2017, Dolph’s car was shot at over 100 times in Charlotte, N.C. A few months after that, Dolph was shot at in Los Angeles. Sheesh.

Police Chief CJ Davis held a press conference where she asked Memphis residents to stay home tonight and stay calm as MPD hunts for Young Dolph’s killer.

#BREAKING: #Memphis Police Chief CJ Davis asks Memphians to stay home tonight and stay calm as MPD hunts for Young Dolph’s killer. pic.twitter.com/KAFGn2G79G

— Joyce Peterson (@MemphoNewsLady) November 18, 2021

Young Dolph leaves behind two young children, Tre & Aria, and his longtime partner, Mia Jaye.

Understandably, she hasn’t posted anything involving Dolph’s murder. She is an entrepreneur and the founder of The Mom.E.O fashion brand as well as Mia Jaye’s Toolbox podcast. She strongly advocates that “Black men deserve to grow old” and now she’s living out her biggest nightmare.

 

 
 

 

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Two weeks ago, she shared a photo of her children in the backseat of her car, writing,

 

 

 
 

 

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"The life and kids God blessed me with is way greater than what I ever asked for… I am so humbled to claim this life of mines… #MyTwoPiece"

Fans have been flooding her IG comments with prayers and condolences.

Young Dolph’s murder remains under investigation. Anyone with information about the case is asked to call Crime Stoppers at 901-528-CASH.

 

Photos: Mia Jaye’s IG/TMZ

Lil Durk – Don’t Talk To Me (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah
Ayy, what Blac Youngsta tell them hoes? (Toot toot)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Durk]
I can’t get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddlin’, off the X, that ecstasy

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Seven hundred for the Vetements, I’m a boss, not a gentleman
All my hoes intelligent, can’t set me up, Tori Brixx
I like my bitches lit, I spend a bag of checks
Ecstasy, Tesla, Amiri jeans fetish
Look at my world, let’s get in to it, look at this lean, addicted to it
While he off the leaf, embalming fluid, shoppin’ spree, I overdo it, yeah
Stick talk stick talk (Chick chick, bang), sneak diss, this stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
I don’t talk, just stick talk (Chick chick, bang), I’m with niggas that stick talk (Brrah)
Go to Europe to get all the euros, yes sir, designer apparel
Chapo, need to find the heroin, broke bitch, that vibe’ll kill you

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Durk]
I can’t get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddlin’, off the X, that ecstasy

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I can’t get enough of it (Can’t get enough of it), I shootout in public (I shootout in public)
My soda is bubbly (Soda is bubbly), my chest and neck watery (Chest and neck watery)
I turned to a better me, the Hellcat got hella speed
She want methamphetamines (Yeah), hope you don’t never leave (Hope you don’t never leave)
I’m movin’ like Billy Jean (Like Billy Jean), a leopard Amiri jeans (Yeah)
D&G but I’ve been a king (I’ve been a king), family, you can’t get between (You can’t get between)
Don’t you please try to intervene, Gunna drippin’ by any means (By any means)
Elliot got my jewelry clean (My jewelry clean), got a rose and white wedding ring (White wedding ring)
I married the presidents (The presidents), I ain’t leavin’ no evidence (No evidence)
Slimy life, I’m not scared of shit (Nah), fuck her face. let her eat the dick (Let her eat the dick)
Can’t deny, that’s just what it is (Yeah), I’ma take care my brother’s kids (My brother’s kids)
Got it out of a muddy ditch (Yeah), we done brought all the hundreds in (The hundreds in)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)

[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
Dunk on a bitch like John Wall, codeine, no Cristal
Bomb on a bitch like Chris Paul, made money, I’m pissed off
Your bitch gave me a blowjob, and you kissed her
I just been runnin’ the dough up, early the money, no hold up
Codeine my cup, ain’t no Folgers, she crack that shit like a soldier
I sell rock to your momma, rockstar, whippin’ the rock up
He say he gon’ pull up, he don’t want no drama, mobbin’ with them shooters
Get to the cake, no birthday, I overlap these niggas, first place
Shoot a fuck nigga in the air with a AK
Should’ve never been around here in the first place
These .50 cal, earthquake, run up a check like, wow, relay
I’m on top right now, gettin’ top from a thot, can’t talk right now

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)
Just don’t talk to me (Just don’t talk to me)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Durk]
I can’t get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddlin’, off the X, that ecstasy

Blac Youngsta – Right There Lyrics

[Intro: Blac Youngsta, French Montana]
Right there, right there
Look at that bitch
Right there, right there
Montana
Blac Youngsta
Ah
Right there, right there (ah)
Right there, right there, right there (ah)
Ah
Right there
Right there, right there, right there

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
Only when they look bitch, I’m just like I’m [?] her (no)
I’m just coming, piece of shit, when they fucks him fighter (so)
Even thought I’m stupid rich, I don’t buy her nothing (oh)
Ain’t argue over no bitch, I ain’t wasting my breath (cob)
My breath (cob)
My breath (cob)
I got lot for a lil’ bitch, but you know I don’t cough (cough)
I’ve been talking a lot of shit, but you know I back up (oh)
I can list ’bout what they think, ’cause I know I’m racked up
Racked up (yah)
Racked up (ah)
I’m a put[?], fuck you bitch, every time you leg up (go)
I’m go lethal, suck my dick, every time you [?] (tho)
You know you gone still kill the bitch ’cause you nasta’ (gross)

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta, French Montana]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)
Monta-Montana

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Right there, put your cheek on the jet
These you work, right there (right there)
You might hear, right there (right there)
Ten lil’ check, fresh vanilla check
Shot [?] check, I can quick right there (right there)
Phone the black, right there (right there)
Get in her, right there (right there)
But phone the black, right there (right there)
Shot me in her (right)
There, right there, right there, right there, hold the phone
Yo’ tray [?] with the hoodie on (-odie on)
Now you’re done with the [?] on (wuh)

[Bridge: French Montana]
Right there, right there (there)
Look at that bitch right there (right there)
Right there, right there (right there)
Look at that bitch right there (right there)
Any can believe, I keep on right there (right there)
My lick is there on tho’
They leave you right there

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)

Illuminati intro – Blac Youngsta lyrics

Lyrics Blac Youngsta – Illuminati intro

How you doing ladies and gentlemen. I go by the name of Blac Yougsta.
I rep them three letters C-M-G
And I name this project Illuminati because I felt like I sacrificed a
lot of s**t to get here. I had to sacrifice a lot of friendships
A lot of family members
The lifestyle, the streets, the b*tches, the drug dealing, the shootouts,
gangbanging and s**t you know I had to stop that s**t you know.
And you know this is the toughest thing to sacrifice.
Motherf*ckers you been with all your life you know.
And if you ever had to sacrifice something (Welcome to Illuminati intro) Thank God.

Tried to take my stripes, Almost lost my life
Watch my lil brothers struggle, fighting for his life
These niggas killed my brother he was dead wrong
Got the phone call I was heading home
Tried to rob him thought he had some money on him but my brother only had a cell phone
Runna B know I miss you brother know I never ever wanna forget you brother
Know I’m with you brother bought some shoes for you fore you died and I know they fit you brother
Lord knows I hate that bullet hit you brother
Lord know I hate that nigga killed you brother
And you see the pain I be going through
I be shedding tears in that foreign coupe
They just see me acting out in public
But they never know what I’m going through
They don’t really know how I’m stressed out
They don’t wanna know what I wanna go and do
I just wanna hang out the sunroof
I just wanna let go a gun or two
I already killed your killer baby brother
I just wanna kill your killers son too
I swear to god, Swear to god I ain’t gone let no lil nigga play me
Swear to god ima buy mama that new Mercedes
Swear to god I ain’t gone pay attention to no haters
I swear to god, I cross my heart
My fingers ain’t crossed (no no no) No
That’s on my life, that’s on my life baby
If you stay loyal, ill make you wife baby.

Seen a lot of things, Codeine fiends
Lost a lot of friends, I miss my dawgs
All these friends I done lost, all these cars, all these houses, all these jewels I done bought, but it still feel like I lost
Even though I live like a boss, I don’t really feel like a boss
Talk to my niggas every night man I wish they was here just to talk
I just wanna have a conversation with them
I just wanna tell em I done made it nigga
I just wanna tell em how these niggas hating
I just wanna tell em how they babies living
Oh, you gotta man up out here nigga
Run your bands up out here nigga
Is you on your knees, is you sucking dick is standing up out here nigga
If you ain’t gangsta better get the f*ck from out here nigga
Is your big Glock 27 30 round clip tucked out here nigga
I swear to god (Gang Gang)
f*ck with me ima let them killers come through nigga f*ck them b*tches ima let my lil niggas run through them b*tches
I done seen so many real niggas die
Seen so many real niggas cry
Seen a lot of fake real niggas switch sides
Oh, Lord can you forgive me, Oh lord i know you hear me
I know i did a lot of bad things i had to take care of my children
I know you understand lord what it take to be a man lord
I was gone get kicked out if i didn’t pay my landlord
Gone let me know girl versuri-lyrics.info
Is you gone stay down and hold me down girl
If i go to jail right now would you bail me out girl
If i go to hell right now would meet me out there
I swear to god, I talk to god every night
I miss my dawg, I pour my hear every night
I could’ve never made it off that flight
When i got shot i could’ve never fight, I could’ve died
I could’ve told my brother i love him before he died
I could’ve told my big cousin not to slide.(illuminati intro)

Without that
I don’t know what the f*ck i was thinking
You know what I’m saying i just wish i would’ve told craig like it ain’t even worth it f*ck that s**t homie
Rest in pea- Rest in peace Runna B I love you to death
I swear to goddd.(illuminati intro)
Blac Youngsta lyrics
Video intro