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nba youngboy - lost motives Altyazı (vtt) (02:53-173-0-en) (ÖN İZLEME)
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WEBVTT
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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For to fall, they been waitin' on me,
I know that's what they all say
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Live it up, they been hatin' on me, I
ain't trippin' 'cause we all paid
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New Givenchy, fuck the critics
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Ridin' on the wave, you gon' wash away
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I came in by myself, they ain't listen
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I was the nigga with the ticket,
the one had the ambition
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Came up runnin', we'll take
off from them cop cars
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When we got caught, ain't do no
trippin', that's what made us
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This 30 stick up in this Glock,
this what saved us
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To bullshit, hard like a rock,
it won't change us
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Behind my mans, I'll die today,
I won't change up
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I put that shit on his mama, we
did some dirt with that choppa
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We done upgraded to models, bitches
want fuckin', come swallow
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They tryna slip off the condom, these
bitches bite like piranhas
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The one I want, I ain't find her
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But spendin' time with them robbers,
we all play with them choppas,
we shoot this bitch at yo' mama
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Smokin' on dope, clutchin'
my pole, hollerin', "Bitch,
you want problems?"
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Another homi, another body,
another hat for the dollar
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Come to murder, ain't no talkin',
we leave yo' streets bloody
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I'm tryna knock this brother
off with the same gun
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And I ain't ask him, go ask
him just where I came from
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Tell me, is we gon' die?
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'Cause, nigga, we gon' be
slangin' iron today
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Leave me alone, I'm seein'
trouble in my rear view
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They steady talkin', show them
different, but they still do
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And you can rap that gangster
shit, I still don't fear you
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You make one move and my young
niggas gon' drill you
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I make that music that them
young niggas gon' kill to
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You in the streets, so watch yo'
back, don't let 'em steal you
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He got a problem, he'll
shoot, I'll kill, too
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Ain't trippin', not 'til I show
shawty what these pills do
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I see them hoes steady cappin',
tryna fed you
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Gucci with Birkin and it
came in a case, too
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Told her I love her, she responded,
"Bitch, I hate you"
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Totin' .380, I'ma show
'em what that K do
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Cuddlin' in a black Maybach,
I need a Wraith, too
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Nigga, don't run up on this bitch
'cause we gon' spray you
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Aim at the nose, straight out the
flap, bitch, we gon' face you
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Bleed from the nose, I'm screamin
"blatt," the truth like Jesus
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