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trenchbaby 67 & ricosavage 9x - young nigga ain’t gon’ pull up with that shit كلمات أغنية

[intro: dj swamp izzo]
(swamp izzo, b_tch!)
ayy, it’s that real block baby sh_t
o’block to memphis, all that pressure
trenchbaby in this b_tch, ricosavage in this b_tch
(let’s go!)

[verse 1: trenchbaby 67]
(boom! boom!)
n_gga got hit, now he prayin’ to god
but we slide in the night like we talk to the mob (skrrt!)
put a switch on the glock, now that b_tch sing opera
tried to duck down, caught one in his collar (baow!)
p_ssy_ass n_gga been cappin’ online
ain’t gon’ pull up, he know he gon’ die (facts)
i was ten in the whip with a mask and a chop
while yo’ og was cryin’ at popeyes (dumbass)
told bro load up, we ain’t squashin’ no beef
got a 30 in my jeans, that’s a felony piece (grrah!)
catch a opp lackin’ at school, let it ring
lil’ dre in my dreams, still slidin’ for the team (rest up, dre)
o’block raised me, but northside cold
had to move right ’cause the feds on go
shorty got hit, now he talk through a straw
shoulda kept quiet ‘fore he spoke on my bro (on god)
(yeah!)
i’m twelve, but i slide like i’m thirty (skrrt)
thuggin’ with demons, my clip do you dirty
tell durk i’m next, got the glock in my jersey (otf!)
these n_ggas be b_tches, emotional, wordy (cryin’_ass boy!)
(boom!)
slam in the whip, let it hit like a drum
put a opp in a box, tell his mans, “come”
ain’t no peace, i want blood and funds (facts)
f_ck bein’ humble, i do it for fun (p_ssy!)
[chorus: ricosavage 9x]
(let’s go!)
young n_gga ain’t gon’ pull up with that sh_t (h_ll naw)
we got ars, sticks with the kits (grrah, grrah!)
big drum roll like i’m playin’ in a band
if i miss once, spin back, godd_mn!
(baow!)
young n_gga ain’t gon’ pull up with that sh_t
i got k!llers in the cut, they ain’t gon’ miss
all that woofin’ in them posts? nah, b_tch
we outside, masked up, on blitz (on bro!)

[interlude: dj swamp izzo & ricosavage 9x]
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
(ayy, rico!)
what’s the word, twin?
man, f_ck that, we outside tonight
tell lil’ bro load that .50
we on all smoke, gang
(rrah_rrah_rrah!)

[verse 2: ricosavage 9x]
(uh!)
got a freak in the back, she gag on the stick (slurp)
don’t ask where i’m at, i’m deep in the mix (boom!)
got a drum on the chop, that b_tch got tits
hollow tips kiss like a toxic b_tch (ha!)
i don’t f_ck with them boys, they weird as h_ll
put his face on a shirt, now he viral as well (gone)
tryna out_shoot me? that’s suicide
let the scope talk back like it testifies (boom!)
(skrrt!)
i’m from the block where the hope don’t live
where the glock don’t jam and the shorties k!ll
told my mama that i’ll make it with this steel
either rap or the trap or the jack & jill (that way!)
(grrah!)
heard his brother got dropped, he ain’t even slide
seen the video, he froze, i ain’t even surprised
man down on the ‘gram, now he playin’ victim
but we know the real, and them bullets hit ’em (p_ssy!)
[chorus: trenchbaby 67 & ricosavage 9x]
(we really outside, b_tch!)
young n_gga ain’t gon’ pull up with that sh_t (nah!)
you tweetin’ on the net, that ain’t legit (f_ck you mean?)
catch him at the mall, make him strip (take it off!)
tell his b_tch come home, i’m the pick (ha_ha!)
(grrah!)
young n_gga ain’t gon’ pull up with that sh_t
i been outside since a jet with a stick (boom!)
this that pain, this that war, this that skit
sayin’ my name gon’ get you hit (facts!)

[outro: dj swamp izzo]
(yeah!)
trenchbaby 67
ricosavage 9x
otf, b_tch
don’t play
(real steppas!)
ayy, play this sh_t at a opp funeral, b_tch
(alive? nah—he gone.)

- trenchbaby 67 ricosavage 9x

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