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paper boy trell - flava lyrics

a young n-gg-
he got game
he seen pain
from the bottom
with hard rain
and gold chains
not to mention
his last name
was hogan
h-lla tension
in my brain
i’ll explain

b-tches hating me, but seemed to be eating when fame came
better wait on me cuz ima be spitting that real flame uhh
and i ain’t tripping though
gave my heart to couple b-tches, they was groupie hoes
mark her box, get popped like designer clothes
put my heart in some water cuz my sh-t still froze
and my verses get better from all my last songs
and all these n-gg-s be banging ,but got no flag on
you say you beefing with key b, well then you chose wrong
hate to mingle, f-ck a single this a tape song

ni-n-gg-s hate cuz i’m the man with the flava (yeah)
this was unexpected, so watch your behavior (uhh)
n-gg-s hate cuz i’m the man with the flava (yeah)
this was unexpected, so watch your behavior

ver-verse 2 got me bout to hurt you
my bad i been busy recruiting a hurt screw
funny how you making suggestions
about 2 of the greatest to do it like i do
n-gg-s wanna talk sh-t but ain’t never walk sh-t
ima write ya f-cking name on the street like a chalk stick
running through these circles in my mind like a deep pick
eating p-ssy rappers, i’m wondering who to start with
lyrical g*nius, i’m turning up like a mosh pit
i know local rappers hate me, but they can’t stop sh-t
i am not a shepard, i’m cooking up like a crock pot
n-gg-s getting old they bones drying no dry rock
and i know n-gg-s doubting me
probably cuz they mad that i got where i set out to be
and when i get a bag, my n-gg-s getting a mil a piece
and ima show my son to grow up and be a lil master piece

- paper boy trell lyrics

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