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trigga500k - nahfr lyrics

[intro]
(dtp, you made that motherf+cker?)

[verse]
you better keep your steal in that field, uh
boy, you better know how to drill in that field, it’s either k!lled or be k!lled
how you smokin’ all these n+ggas? you ain’t even do that sh+t for real
i don’t wanna hear ’bout what you did if you ain’t do that sh+t for real
if you ain’t acceptin’ collect calls for your dog, you ain’t real
you n+ggas gangster on them drugs, soft as h+ll without them pills
i’ll do the dash, spin a n+gga block, hop out and crash
if you ain’t tryna score a boo with one of the bros, you don’t get a pass
disrespect will not be tolerated, i’m on a n+gga ass
real active, love thеm gun sounds and i love them body bags
flash speed to that cheddar, i lovе the bag
if i don’t do nothin’ else, n+gga, i’ma go get me some cash
i don’t owe a n+gga nothin’, i could never go out sad
ran this sh+t up on my own, uh, i’m just sayin’, i don’t brag
turnt it up and broke the kn+b, i got a six figure trap
dare a n+gga to call my bluff and i’ll pop out with them racks
they’ll spin for me out of love, but a p above will get you whacked
it take money to go to war and that b+tch you f+ckin’ say you flat
lawyer paid, i ain’t worried ’bout no charges, l’ma beat ’em
give my soul before i ever tell on a soul, give me the needle
boy, you better have them folks on speed dial, ’cause you gon’ need ’em
i’ll push up, park and hop out by myself, i don’t need no feature
double r, real righteous, triple r, real righteous reaper
double cross, you play with me, triple cross, you play with my people
b+tch, can’t trick me out a dollar, ain’t got no money for her either my lil’ sh+t talkin’ about leavin’ me, f+ck it, i don’t need her
i’m still standin’ on all ten, i could never leave the trap
i bet it all on my lil’ dog, whatever he drop is comin’ back
i’ma post up on that block all night ’til i get it off
i ain’t goin’ home ’til it’s gone, l gotta get it off
these n+ggas havin’ undercover pressure, but won’t get it off
as long as i got that glizzy, ain’t no talkin’, b+tch, i’m gettin’ off

- trigga500k lyrics

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