Blac Youngsta - N Traffic (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Blac Youngsta - N Traffic (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Still miss my brother and my daddy,
see me and bruh got them Pateks
I feel like niggas been talkin' down
Ain't see my youngin or my granny,
I'm still thuggin' with Shannon
No, he can't sell drugs
when I'm around
I made the most in the Nadi, might
bulletproof all the Caddies
Bitch, these zoolers, not baguettes,
the only reason it's heavy
And I dodge most feds and the fetty
Me and Youngsta in traffic while
niggas grievin', we laughin'
Not ever up, I'm blastin',
two condos, a mansion
My sprinter feel like a trap how
I'm stretchin' over rappin'
Apple still got a nap,
Nell still doin' hits
My baby mama bitch trippin',
probably want another kid
This timе I'm goin' big, big
And I ain't sayin' I didn't, if I did,
shit, it is still what it is
One point four on the crib, I
nevеr really done been there
But the pool heated, with
a eight car garage
Yeah, I'm full, nigga, even
take off from hat
Bitch, ain't no surprise
we the niggas on top
Val always told me, "Dugg, don't stop"
Spent sixty on a Rollie,
bust down the sides
Ayy, Youngsta, we on they ass
Twelve cars with tags, a thousand,
that's just for gas
Me, Gotti, Geeski, and Bagg
Real street niggas from the
trenches, nigga, we gon'
die 'bout our respect
Believe that (What's up?)
Pistol to your throat, it's
over with, boy, you ain't comin'
back (Bah, bah, bah)
Nigga took my dog, ran for his
life, ran like a runnin' back
Tried to play it cool, they crossed
me out, I hate it come to that
I'm tryna politic with them gangsters,
where them gunners at? (Gang)
I met a pretty big booty bitch,
I'm tryna run with that
(Tryna run with that)
I'm on some young and turnt shit,
burn the head in the thundercat
(In the thundercat)
They told me, "Youngsta, stop sendin'
shots," I sent a hundred
back (The fuck you mean?)
You know I really don't give a fuck,
I'm tryna finish that (Pussy nigga)
Hard for them to breathe (Yeah, yeah)
My childhood life, I had it
rough, I used to sleep in
trees (I swear to God)
I had no choice, we ain't have
no neighbors, no family
'cross the street (Yeah)
They know I'm known for killin' shit,
had to plant that seed (Grrt)
Life for a life, you play with me, that's
the type shit I'm on (Bitch)
I'm spinning blocks with my little
dog, he tryna crack a dome (Grrt)
He put on for the camp so hard,
I put his name in a song
He gonna rep this to death
even if he in the cell alone
(To death, nigga)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah (On blood)
Movin' with that tooly, you know
grandma raised me well
I'm tryna send some blocks to my
dog off in the mail (Mail)
One thing that's for sure,
you know that salt don't kill
a player (No, no, no)
How you keepin' it a buck but you
gon' tell? (No, no, no, no)
When I'm speakin' positive, I still
feel like a hypocrite (Yeah)
I'm the type of nigga you ask
me why, I pull my trigger
quick (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm a made man, on some Godfather shit,
get you clipped up quick (Yeah)
I don't pay for hits, boy,
I pay my shooters to take
a trip (Take a trip)
Tried to keep it solid with
niggas, they soft, so niggas
dipped (Ayy, fuck 'em)
I was movin' work on my young nigga
shit like Jigga them (On Blood)
Tried to bite the hand that feed you,
I had to get rid of them (Look)
You know what we do to pussies
after we ain't feelin'
them (Tried to tell you)
You know what I do to hoes after
I ain't feelin' them (Huh)
I'ma kill that pussy, if I
bump into my opps, I'm killin'
them (In my section)
Sexy lil' walk, yeah, she
fine, feelin' her
Bust down Rollie come from Shine,
killin' them (Yeah)
You know them my lil' yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm tryin' uh, uh, yeah
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