YoungBoy Never Broke Again - La Vida Loca (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - La Vida Loca (en) Lyrics
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Livin' la vida loca (Sauceboy shit)
Sellin' hit grams of the coca (Oh, 10)
I cannot serve you if I don't know you
I'ma do what I go do and I
need you to hold me down
We gon' cop three-fifty tools and
then go shoppin' out of town
And everything I tell you, bae,
I swear I really live it
Racing modifications on
a Maserati engine
From the block how we came out,
now I'm just lookin' at us now
Check the timin' on my watch, I
think my moment be right now
I been tryna speak your love language,
fans need me to drop
All the fiends need drop,
she don't love me, no
Perfect perfection, feelin' on
your waist, so I caress it
I been beggin' you to come
this way, you been makin'
me feel rеal neglected
Usually I'm a gangstеr, I don't
like to play, I'm known
to stretch shit, this me
Test me, TEC spit, you get your
shit bust up in the street
I'm a dirty bitch, ho walk 'round
with that pink thing
Shawty know that I'm a dog, she
wan' come with me and breed
She wan' go a second round, but
I lay down, I'm on lean
I was sellin' crumbs to the bums right
in the slums, American dream
I was swervin', gettin' dirty,
gotta watch myself
On my waist, I tuck a 30 with
my Chrome Heart belt
She ain't understand it, so she
worried, all this pain I felt
I end up dyin' in the streets, I'll
never make it out of here
I been sittin' high, lookin' low
I don't give no fuck 'bout
how a nigga feel
And I been lovin', I been
missin' you so long
And I hope that you'd rather
be nowhere but here
Dollars and deals
You could drive the package
if you willin'
You know that lil' nigga that
be poppin' wheelies? Get
up with you like he gated
Gangster bitch, it's
murder in the city
Real authentic, all these problems that
we facin', altercation, break it
I promise I'll cut her off,
I see she fakin' (Rrt)
I ain't tryna get put to sleep,
my dreads swing in
the streets in Jamaica
Not a rasta, the powah, the bomclat,
I'll show him somethin' later
Blow the Smith, they feel it and
all rise for a dumb hater
You used to serve who Karo?
Bitch, and you'll get sent
to your fuckin' maker, 5
It's a wild, wild life that
I'm livin', I'm livin'
Thuggin' all my life to
the limit, the limit
C'est la vie, kumbaya
My'ya, my'ya
Haha, 'ana shw 'ana la mushkila
I just want reefer
Shit, 5, we live, we live
like the reaper
Come check it out, come on,
come on, check it out
Niggas get they ass killed,
boy, 'Veeta
(Sauceboy shit)
(Say, 10, stay dangerous)
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