YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Forgiato (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Forgiato (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
What you on, foe?
You already know, nigga, we tote
big Glocks, be like Yamaha
Four-five shit, nigga, yeah, yeah (Winning
lottery numbers coming up)
Big slime
Pulled up and I was stuntin'
on Forgiato wheels
They ain’t even have to question
'cause they knowin' who it is
Probably got my son up in this bitch,
a dirty stick, I’m full of pills
Oh, you can run and talk that shit,
you gon' get stretched before this
year end (This is the sound)
Okay, pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'
That's where I'm at, right in that North
where I'm known as murder man
Okay, my mama told me pop my
shit and do my dance, I did
Dirty stick whilе I'm in
this bitch on six Xans
This for my grandfather, I told
him I'll never mеss up, no
He tell me keep my burner on
me, make sure my money long
Heart hurtin’ bad, thinking ’bout
Ten, no date on coming home
Phat Black been in and out, got a new
case, just want me to get it gone
This for my system niggas, I ain't
see Natty Kid in a minute
Over seven times, never seen
my shooter, real gravedigger,
contract business
Better tell ’em I'll zip them
niggas, hanging out that
Escalade with that Ruger
Talking to my mama 'bout what they
claimin', while she saying, "Fuck
’em, tell a bitch prove it"
Don dada, boss man, they don't
wanna do it (They don't
wanna do it, baow)
Hanging out the window, I ain't even tuck
my chain (Baow, baow, baow), like,
yeah, bitch, how you wanna do it?
They ain't even have to question
'cause they knowin' who it is
Probably got my son up in this bitch,
a dirty stick, I'm full of pills
Oh, you can run and talk that
shit, you gon' get stretched
before this year end
Dirty stick while I'm in
this bitch on six Xans
Marble floors, in it, I got hoes
Rap nigga want me dead, I'ma
take the nigga soul
Reppin' off of one body,
Top got over seven gone
Once that nigga add three, then I'm
gon' start counting on my toes
Since a kid, in and out the chains,
swear they don't know my pain
I don't know who tryin' to get
me at work one night, I
ain't sleep with my shank
I check shit off the line, I don't do
no runnin', bitch, I run that game
Step with niggas in the dawn
from Gardere Lane gettin'
full of pure cocaine
He a nose sniffer, he
don't use his veins
Doped up 'fore he swing that thing
Evacuate whole set they claim (Hold
on, nigga, hold on, hold on)
Bitch, I'm lil' bitty and this
shotty got some kick and
I think that's too strong
Kobe in that bitch 'cause
I got a stick, can't hide
it, that bitch too long
Always on slime business
(Slime business)
Matter fact, got me some
slime hoes (Slime hoes)
Come on, ayy, come on
I run with gravediggers, pallbearers
Knock 'em off after them youngins
wet up the funeral
My ape, he did it, but I
don't understand 'em
In the streets, you got beef
You been stalking for to bust his
dome (Make Winnfield his home)
Then it's on
Catch you, then you gone,
in the ground
That same nigga your casket
gon' be laying around
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