trl & danny g beats - example lyrics
[intro]
(ooh, sh+t, that’s a danny g beat)
(f+ck with ’em, bill)
[verse 1: trdee]
i’m a young turnt n+gga, need a young turnt b+tch
dog ain’t even blow his bl!ck, n+ggas not on sh+t
why you cappin’ in them raps like we ain’t hip to the truth?
dog’ll probably wanna shoot me if he see me with his boo
[verse 2]
n+ggas ain’t on nothin’
you can have a hundred guns that you ain’t gon’ bust
she thought we had a thing, but it ain’t no such
i hit up my headhunter and she came so clutch
[verse 3]
this sh+t ain’t no luck
you gon’ do somethin’ to who? n+gga, what?
we can do whatever you wanna do, i don’t give a f+ck
it’s thirty on me, it’s so hard for me to tuck
we gon’ have to put you down if you say it’s up
[verse 4]
aw sh+t, i got another way of gettin’ ’em
all in your b+tch mouth like i’m doin’ dental
keep bringin’ up my name, put you in the ‘spital
ocb on the scene, [?]
[verse 5]
n+ggas sayin’ this and that, but they ain’t really tryna hit
if i see a n+gga out, beat his ass and take his bl!ck
we the ones praisin’ sh+t, lil’ n+gga, you wasn’t hip
playin’ monkey in the middle, we’ll get all them n+ggas k!lled
[verse 6: trdee]
if i’m beefin’ with a rapper, then we kidnappin’ managers
told her ’bout my other b+tch head, had to challenge her
ballin’ ain’t a crime, free my n+ggas doin’ calendars
baby let me f+ck because i started actin’ mad at her
[verse 7]
my b+tch a lil’ brat, always throwin’ tantrums
it’s money on the floor, then them hoes get cancelled
my n+gga got a jumper, but he don’t got handles
i’ll run it up and use your b+tch name on fanduel
[verse 8]
when i hop on some sh+t, it’s an anthem
she wanna be a camp girl, i’ma stamp her
i know where the money at, i got a tracker
i’ll put some cheese on his head, he a packer
[verse 9]
how you get the ball and still ain’t score?
ho, i’m tryna do somethin’, let’s not get bored
i just got a danny beat, let’s hit record
she a lil’ barbie and rock rick owens
[verse 10]
[?], smoke on the fly, i send a n+gga up
every n+gga in my crew done seen at least a dub
nah, that n+gga ain’t gang, he ain’t one of us
n+ggas’ll get they ass banged playin’ like they tough
[verse 11: trdee]
i don’t hoop but i shoot, ray allen game six
always in some new sh+t, never with the same b+tch
in a fast+ass whip, this b+tch fresh off the lot
we gon’ rain on his parade if we ever get the drop
[verse 12]
i’m good on your b+tch, she a gnat, she a thot
no roddy ricch sh+t, stick in the hotbox
if it ain’t about no pape’, what you thinkin’ about?
don’t ask me ’bout a n+gga, you don’t see me around
[verse 13]
put that n+gga in the circus, he actin’ like a clown
i got uncles doin’ burbies, the feds set him down
b+tches tell me that i’m perfect, i’ll still do him foul
k!ll a n+gga on purpose, respond like, “wow”
how?
[verse 14]
i can end a n+gga life with a dial
by myself, it’s all ten on the ground
now they wanna call it quits ’cause they down
he do what i do, i should try and switch the style
[verse 15]
don’t make me mad, on your head like some dandruff
try to get off on the gang, you gon’ get handled
you got the right n+ggas, you want smoke, we give you cancer
put that boy in the ‘wood, make him an example
[outro]
camp boyz, n+gga
know what the f+ckin’ goin’ on
ocb sh+t, n+gga
ahh
put that boy in the ‘wood, make him an example, n+gga
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