lil durk - young niggas lyrics
[intro: lil durk]
meek, what up bro?
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[verse 1: meek mill & lil durk]
n-gg-s sellin’ re-rock
i can hear the federales tryna eavesdrop
100 bands in the sneak box
i make a bad b-tch turn into a freak thot
lately i’ve been rollin’ out in cali with my n-gg- yg and he a treetop (he a treetop yeah)
on my way to link up at chicago with my n-gg- durk and get the 30 threeshot (get the 30 threeshot yeah)
[hook: lil durk]
i’m just rollin’ ’round, i’m rollin’ ’round my city
that boss talk, that dog talk my young n-gg-s so with it
and i came up and i stayed up in them trenches
chico no fool, but my young n-gg-s keep limits
’cause i do it for the young n-gg-s
i gettin’ money with my young n-gg-s
i’m toting guns with my young n-gg-s
and i told them i’m the one n-gg-
[verse 2: meek mill]
my young n-gg-s they so with it
big bag they go get it
get the drop, that’s game time
get rolled on, you don’t roll with us
i don’t know n-gg-s, i don’t owe n-gg-s
don’t talk money, i choke n-gg-s
don’t talk verses, i live that
you talk work, get kidnapped like ye’
we ain’t got no love for that other side, no way
young n-gg-s a sweep your whole mother side with that k
30 shots on 30 shots, we run up on you broad day
lawyer money on lawyer money, my young n-gg-s okay
ay, in the clip goin’ a
extendos in my bape
stars all on my roof
hit the hood in that wraith
i’m just rollin’ ’round, i’m rollin’ ’round in my city
got that 30 round, 30 round and that semi yeah
[hook: lil durk]
i’m just rollin’ ’round, i’m rollin’ ’round my city
that boss talk, that dog talk my young n-gg-s so with it
and i came up and i stayed up in them trenches
chico no fool, but my young n-gg-s keep limits
’cause i do it for the young n-gg-s
i gettin’ money with my young n-gg-s
i’m toting guns with my young n-gg-s
and i told them i’m the one n-gg-
[verse 3: lil durk]
free 9, shoot n-gg-s on free time
p-ssy n-gg-s better rewind
back it up don’t say it again
gang sh-t, we play to win
play for keeps, ikey hoppin’ up out the jeep
you ain’t knock him up out the sheets
maybach sittin’ behind the sheet yeah
n-gg-s i’ve up been in the chi kill for me yeah
n-gg-s on the larry hoover still love me yeah
a couple drug lovers i call ’em pills baby
’cause you got a gun b-tch you still scary
anywhere yet don’t put me in that jam n-gg-
ain’t sayin’ sh-t, my young n-gg-s go ham n-gg-
came ’round stick, and we on whoever whatever anybody can get it, i’m with it yeah yeah
[hook: lil durk]
i’m just rollin’ ’round, i’m rollin’ ’round my city
that boss talk, that dog talk my young n-gg-s so with it
and i came up and i stayed up in them trenches
chico no fool, but my young n-gg-s keep limits
’cause i do it for the young n-gg-s
i gettin’ money with my young n-gg-s
i’m toting guns with my young n-gg-s
and i told them i’m the one n-gg-
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