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yamine - i ain't hiding (remix) lyrics

[intro: yamine]
yo. yamine. yeah. let’s get it

[verse 1: nba youngboy]
private number call my phone say that ima k!ll ya
i told that n-gg- i ain’t hiding i’m probably in yo city
i keep it with me pull on me and sh-t gone get wicked
all this sh-t these n-gg-s doing i swear that i don’t feel them
11 thousand around my neck and that’s just up in chains
10 bands up in pocket fresh up out the bank
you ain’t my roun p-ssy n-gg- you don’t feel my pain
this sh-t i spit on tracks straight facts
it ain’t a f-cking game
it ain’t a song that i write i don’t think about dave
i walk on stage , thousand people screaming my name
he probably think i owed him something
i don’t owe him a thing
b-tch you gone make me show you something
you go against the grain
send my n-gg-s to bust you up since you think that i’m playing
one night we hit two back to back
like n-gg- what you saying ?
i cut the barrel, make it short, got that from cross the track
catch you slipping down bad and we gone bust your -ss
my og say cause you’ll shoot that don’t make you a man
it’s how you play your hand or react when you in that jam
this for my n-gg-s dead and gone and the one’s in the can
ima forever hold it down forever take a stand

[hook: nba youngboy]
you say you looking for me n-gg-?
i ain’t hiding bout it
drop yo nuts and play with me (get touched)
i could bet 5 on it
that’s on my mama all us bout that drama
(b-tch we slanging iron bout it)
reppin like you step we really spare
(these n-gg-s lying bout it)
50 round choppa for whoever want it
you know how we coming
run up on ya put this b-tch up on ya, put this b-tch up on ya
sh-t get gutta gotta stay up on it
never know who out to get ya
better watch yo homies

[verse 2: yamine]
i’m from zone 3
young n-gg- don’t play with me (nope)
i don’t f-ck with 40s
i mess with that 23 (yup)
yo girl say that she on me
but it don’t make sense to me (what)
all red on me my n-gg-
you don’t see anything (ho)
i’ll f-ck you up in a fight
n-gg- we in any ring (h-ll yeah)
i said youngboy al’ get you right
and also your whole team (mhm)
this n-gg- so screwed up in the head
he on any scene (nope)
he know that he rollin’ with yamine
and i ain’t no fiend (nope)
50 rounds of ammo n-gg-
you don’t want these clips (bam)
f-ck around with me my n-gg-
i’ll scr-pe you like some chips (ho)

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