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Fuck Niggaz

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Fuck Niggaz

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Lil Top, nigga(Berge always flexin')I was smokin' on that shit, that shit that barely had me seeIn the streets playin' Call of Duty, walk 'round with a ARPPussy nigga think he lit, I'm leaving blood on his teeAlready know 'bout how I getI'm leaving blood in the streetI'm a demon baby, I don't talk to momsand she don't talk to meTake them sticks go crazywalk him down, and knock him off his feetTake my stick and blow that heatmonkey do 'cause monkey seeBaby drinkin' on that deucebut I drink double cup wit' leanFuck wrong with these fuck niggas?Trippin', talkin' 'bout they gon' get meJump out, bet not do no glitchin'pussy boy, you best be wit' it223, that Michael Jordan on they hoes, I kick my pimpin'I been cuttin' up on that RI ain't turn down in a minute, baeLike, there he go, there YoungBoy, he on that dopeSay he tryna up the scoregot 'em right at your front doorTake your ho 'cause you a hoyoungins shoot up headstonesTalk that shit, I'ma let you knowI'm gon' get your ass gone, boyDemon boy, my sister know I'ma stepand I be sleepin' wit' them demonsGet mad and then I'm tryna kill somebody for no reasonBitch, cut up when you see me, baby girl, you need meShe saw me on TV, Channel 9 one evenin'They ain't step on shitbut all that talkin' make me wan' get evenKnow we step on shit, we catch you walkin'hit you in your beanieIn a Cutlass like my cousinwith them straps inside that bitch, boyI'm a gang baby, at nightI pray to get your ass hit, boy (Hold up)This another foreign car and I drive it fast, boyAnd I keep a stick around this bitch to hit your head hardWe duck from them Fed cars, make the police job hardStayin' with that nasty bitchwe stretch 'em right inside the yardI was smokin' on that shit, that shit that barely had me seeIn the streets playin' Call of Duty, walk 'round with a ARPPussy nigga think he lit, I'm leaving blood on his teeAlready know 'bout how I getI'm leaving blood in the streetI'm a demon baby, I don't talk to momsand she don't talk to meTake them sticks go crazy, walk him downand knock him off his feetTake my stick and blow that heatmonkey do 'cause monkey seeBaby drinkin' on that deucebut I drink double cup wit' lean

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