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young slo-be - trife lyrics

young slobe trife lyrics rip

gettin jiggy ridin thru the bity it can get sillly
b+tch stop wit all that mean muggin
this glock hold 50
where was you at when i was broke
you hoes wasn’t wit me (ay)
(nah b+tch i know you dont miss me)
20 toes down on a friday now i look like pinky
40 sum dollars on a shipment and this pack sticky
n+ggas out here telling working they magic it can get tricky (ay)
(n+ggas really ain’t got no love for me)
still in the hood to buy pounds still buying these rounds still on the 7 you pull up you can get gunned down
n+ggas still hating still talking like im a f+ckin clown but i maintain sucka n+ggas in it for the clout b+tch im like a couple bands up
your luck running out say its bulletproof nigha your love running out (n+gga)
if really want you dead ain’t no hanging out
(ay ay) lil trey got that drako
upping on it going up top you better lay low
you would think this b+tch a/c when that k blow
(ay ay) n+gga simon says whеn i say so
it ain’t a game but all my guns look like they bеlong in halo this bag on me you a quarterback you can get sacked homie tear it off b+tch you know we had that bag on em
this sh+t g+y started a gang some b+tches f+gged on me now look im getting cheese without that macaroni (ay n+gga) im jock rivers i set that play n+gga nice nigha shouldve never showed me where he stay n+gga ouuwee
now we running in yo place n+gga
i got this hoe b+tch for you its other ways n+gga
set em up for that play these n+ggas too h+rny
(ay ay) finna knock em down with this big 40
cutty brain dead he a vegetable you can say his ass corny (ay) this 40 bullets just like pills leave they ass snoring b+tch we let these blakeys go to work you better mind your business only way she coming round me if she where the trick is
outta state getting off weight 24 hour fitness
if theres sumn in that car asking em where the bl!ck is ouuwee i got game i can talk the sl!ckest
ouuwee free the slaves cause yo ass a witness
n+ggas snake they own dawgs for a lil chicken
but they know that ima shooter n ian even trippin

- young slo be lyrics

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