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boosie badazz - trouble (ladr) كلمات الأغنية

[hook x2]
oooooooh
n-gga you in trouble now
oooooooh
can’t n0body save you now
oooooooh

[verse 1]
all black, everythang
this is not a game
this that fufu-fufu-fa, this that fire flame
itchin’ for some attention, so now you entertained
masked up get it up, how i run it man
all you had to do was chill, mind yo business
but you won’t drop in these shoes, these that wrong tennies
ain’t n0body bad, cuz this story have a sad ending
one strike you out, another one don’t talk
oooooooh
you hear that n-gga, bloaw feel that n-gga
and can’t n0body save ya
you in a swamp with gators
we get it in my friend, cuz the streets made us
got my ak, 2 clips taped together
talkin’ like you ball whatever, but we’ll finna see
and you can’t run, i could touch ya and a penitentiary
you gonna be a memory
you better run when you hear

[hook]

[verse 2]
when we ride, we gon’ ride, we gon’ show stretchin’
stalkin’ caps in our head, make us look bald headed
when we ride, no survivors, the whole section
2 to the leg, 2 to the chest, then dome check em
catch him slippin’ by his house, we home reckless
black gloves, no prints, we known veterans
you done dropped in this water, you really need help
you in the water with great whites and k!ller whales
oooooooh
these choppas n-gga
these stop a n-gga
this ain’t no kiddie land
welcome to jigga land
when n-ggas kidnap and rob n-ggas like jigga man
then watch the b-tch in my hand
i ain’t gon’ stop with it n-gga
i’ma eat yo lunch with it n-gga
get the job done with it n-gga
i gon’ pull the sawnoff, knock his arm off
we got no specific victims, we want all of y’all

[hook]

[verse 3: lee banks]
man whats up wit all these p-ssy -ss twitter gangsters
thuggin’ for the internet
okay there’s beef, i’m with it we can get into that
computer k!llers, distance from a distance, kind of sh-t is that?
let me load up a choppa and pop up where you little n-ggas at
then all yo families where they at, f-ck em we gon’ splam n-ggas
shotty got a half trigger, knock you in the half n-gga
why you with that booting, looking stupid, i just laugh n-gga
you can be foolish and get smashed sh-t i die n-gga
oooooooh
body bags and caskets
white chalk, yellow tape, cold tables and pastors
no i’m not a actor
and no i’m not just a rapper
you can judge me by the cover,but i’ll close a n-gga chapter
i’m with that, i ain’t with the chit chat
i just click clack
i hop on and drive on, like groaw groaw n-gga get back
i’ma sit back, until its time to pop up where yo sh-t at
i’d really push a n-gga sh-t back, oh b-tch -ss n-gga

[hook]

- boosie badazz

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