Singer: Blac Youngsta
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Song: N Traffic
Blac Youngsta - N Traffic Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (03:00-180-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:10.80]Still miss my brother and my daddy, see me and bruh got them Pateks
[00:14.00]I feel like niggas been talkin' down
[00:16.70]Ain't see my youngin or my granny, I'm still thuggin' with Shannon
[00:19.60]No, he can't sell drugs when I'm around
[00:22.30]I made the most in the Nadi, might bulletproof all the Caddies
[00:25.30]Bitch, these zoolers, not baguettes, the only reason it's heavy
[00:28.10]And I dodge most feds and the fetty
[00:30.30]Me and Youngsta in traffic while niggas grievin', we laughin'
[00:33.20]Not ever up, I'm blastin', two condos, a mansion
[00:36.00]My sprinter feel like a trap how I'm stretchin' over rappin'
[00:38.80]Apple still got a nap, Nell still doin' hits
[00:41.70]My baby mama bitch trippin', probably want another kid
[00:44.50]This timе I'm goin' big, big
[00:46.90]And I ain't sayin' I didn't, if I did, shit, it is still what it is
[00:51.10]One point four on the crib, I nevеr really done been there
[00:54.00]But the pool heated, with a eight car garage
[00:56.50]Yeah, I'm full, nigga, even take off from hat
[00:59.50]Bitch, ain't no surprise we the niggas on top
[01:02.20]Val always told me, "Dugg, don't stop"
[01:05.20]Spent sixty on a Rollie, bust down the sides
[01:08.10]Ayy, Youngsta, we on they ass
[01:10.90]Twelve cars with tags, a thousand, that's just for gas
[01:13.80]Me, Gotti, Geeski, and Bagg
[01:16.00]Real street niggas from the trenches, nigga, we gon' die 'bout our respect
[01:18.80]Believe that (What's up?)
[01:20.00]Pistol to your throat, it's over with, boy, you ain't comin' back (Bah, bah, bah)
[01:22.90]Nigga took my dog, ran for his life, ran like a runnin' back
[01:25.50]Tried to play it cool, they crossed me out, I hate it come to that
[01:28.40]I'm tryna politic with them gangsters, where them gunners at? (Gang)
[01:31.20]I met a pretty big booty bitch, I'm tryna run with that (Tryna run with that)
[01:34.00]I'm on some young and turnt shit, burn the head in the thundercat (In the thundercat)
[01:37.00]They told me, "Youngsta, stop sendin' shots," I sent a hundred back (The fuck you mean?)
[01:39.80]You know I really don't give a fuck, I'm tryna finish that (Pussy nigga)
[01:42.70]Hard for them to breathe (Yeah, yeah)
[01:44.20]My childhood life, I had it rough, I used to sleep in trees (I swear to God)
[01:46.90]I had no choice, we ain't have no neighbors, no family 'cross the street (Yeah)
[01:49.80]They know I'm known for killin' shit, had to plant that seed (Grrt)
[01:52.70]Life for a life, you play with me, that's the type shit I'm on (Bitch)
[01:55.50]I'm spinning blocks with my little dog, he tryna crack a dome (Grrt)
[01:58.40]He put on for the camp so hard, I put his name in a song
[02:01.30]He gonna rep this to death even if he in the cell alone (To death, nigga)
[02:04.20]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (On blood)
[02:06.50]Movin' with that tooly, you know grandma raised me well
[02:08.90]I'm tryna send some blocks to my dog off in t...........
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