dusav - trained to go lyrics
[intro]
gang gang
yxn sh+t man y’all know how the f+ck we rocking man
f+ck broome you heard
f+ck so slime too
hold up
gang
[chorus]
i’m in the stu and i’m frying
you play with my money you dying
with this 45 you know i’m riding
why these lil n+ggas keep on hiding
i’m in the stu and i’m frying
you play with my money you dying
with this 45 you know i’m riding
why these lil n+ggas keep on hiding
[verse]
my n+ggas go dumb crazy
newark new jersey where n+ggas die daily
say throwing them bullets, brady
been in the field like a mother f+cking safety
bad runts this sh+t got me lazy
call baby south he shoot like the navy
bad b+tch that lil sh+t cakey
i ain’t buy food so the b+tch tried to play me
in the streets this hood sh+t made me
glock 19 gone blow no safety
opps run track on bro they hate mе
lil slime sh+t strapped like kd
slidе through broome they catch like 80
he slime he catch a 8 piece
he owe dough he better pay me
if not sh+t gone get crazy
fell in love with the trap
wanna hop in a stollie
if sh+t not a back m5 gone hold
my seat laid back
make it back to the south
then we take out the jag
spot a opp catch a mean head tap
don’t got the grip then he get packed
try to slide then we shooting back
he got hit now his head in his lap
[chorus]
i’m in the stu and i’m frying
you play with my money you dying
with this 45 you know i’m riding
why these lil n+ggas keep on hiding
i’m in the stu and i’m frying
you play with my money you dying
with this 45 you know i’m riding
why these lil n+ggas keep on hiding
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