YG - One Time Comin' (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YG - One Time Comin' (en) Lyrics
(One time comin')
(Yeah, put ya
shoes on nigga)
The one time coming,
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,
yea the one time coming
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit
Everybody
start running
'Cause the one
time coming
Yeah, one time coming,
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,
everybody start running
Ah shit, ah shit driving while
black on some floss shit
Gotta stay strapped
stay cautious
Young nigga aint tryna
see the coffin (ooh)
Ah shit, ah shit one time got
behind me we all sick
Hurry put the gun in the
stash calm yo ass
Put ya hands up you know
how the law get
One time coming
gotta run from 'em
'Cause they might
pull a gun on him
Tell my daughter daddy love
you when I left the crib
Can't take the money wit you
so I iced up my wrist
Thug ass nigga when I'm eating
I don't interfere
Maybach rearview saw the
one time coming...
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,
Yea the one time coming
'Cause the one time coming,
yea one time coming,
Do the forest gump
do the forest gump
Getaway young nigga
Do the money dance
do the money dance
Get paid young nigga
A life they trine take
away young nigga
Feeling like pac with a better
day young nigga
Own my own shit I aint
ya slave my nigga
Whats ya plan? Get rich
and hire all niggaz
And celebrate doing
the money dance
Walk in dis bitch looking like
a hundred grand (ooh)
Feeling like
the fuckin man
I'm so over the top they
don't understand
Black man, black
man, black man
They don't want
us selling records
Only want us selling crack
man (thuggin')
But now I'm
whipping that shit
Me and the racist folk
always clashin'
Now its the one
time coming...
You think you hard
wit ya badge, huh?
Pop you a nigga
then you laugh, huh?
Think a life don't matter
'Cause a family scared of
You aint bout to pop me,
I'm like fuck dat!
Fuck dat...
Nigga fuck dat,
Nigga nigga fuck dat
Fuck dat, fuck dat,
niigga fuck dat
Spoken dialogue: run down, run
down! He's still runnin'!
Down! Down on the ground
Hands where I can see them!
(Gun fire)
Show me your hands!
Eighteen, shots fired.
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