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young thug – jonesboro كلمات اغاني

[intro: young thug & 21 savage]
man, f_ck that, f_ck that
metro in this b_tch goin’ brazy (yeah)

[chorus]
comin’ out of jonesboro south (ayy)
n_gga havin’ golds all through they mouth, yeah
lifetime goals (woo), runnin’ through the roof (wha’?)
pullin’ out the ghost (grah), make a n_gga poof (grah)
n_ggas talkin’ sh_t but what is it to do?
i knew his big homie, n_gga, and i got the proof (woo)
my spot is a army base and i got the proof (what up?)
send my b_tch on vacay, put her in a coupe

[verse]
change the channel, i don’t wanna see none these p_ssy n_ggas (nah)
i’ve been f_ckin’ n_ggas’ b_tches and gettin’ plenty figures
on the road to riches and got the realest with us
slaughter gang wit’ me, n_gga, knives, not a scissors
street n_gga with a bunch of lives like a tiger (yeah)
y’all n_ggas just a bunch of dyk_s f_ckin’ n_ggas
n_gga told and hе was my homie, i can’t miss him
ain’t n0body feel him
tell me what you seen, what you saw
i donе ran it up, i’m guessin’ which broad
i’ma take her home tonight
i’m tryna see who i’m takin’ home tonight
i seen a jawn gettin’ shot at the light (yeah_yeah)
they got to arguin’ over new crack pipe (yeah_yeah_yeah)
i call the seamstress, my pants ain’t tight enough
none of my b_tches tell me i’m not man enough
what the f_ck wrong with these broke_ass n_ggas? yeah (yeah)
i told ’em, “tear it down”
i’ma thank you, pocket watchin’, don’t look at my pants now
my diamonds louder than the f_ckin’ ambulance now
asked the b_tch from the sidelines, “stand down”
runnin’ through the projects, duckin’ all the frauds, yeah
got a nine in my pocket and not in my drawls (woah_woah_woah)
take off like a rocket with thirteen broads (yeah)
it’s in the attic, put the racks in the walls (yeah)
no need to talk to me, i’m big dawg (yeah)
i roll the windows up (yeah) and now they knowin’ us
i’m no beginner, yeah, i got my stain up
i told her, “giddy up”
we ran the train on her
[chorus]
comin’ out of jonesboro south (ayy)
n_gga havin’ golds all through they mouth, yeah
lifetime goals (woo), runnin’ through the roof (wha’?)
pullin’ out the ghost (grah), make a n_gga poof (grah)
n_ggas talkin’ sh_t but what is it to do?
i knew his big homie, n_gga, and i got the proof (woo)
my spot is a army base and i got the proof (what up?)
send my b_tch on vacay, put her in a coupe

[outro]
if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you
metro

- young thug

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