- Blac Youngsta Intro 歌詞
- Blac Youngsta
- [Intro]
One, two, three
This that **** Everybody 3, nigga, whats up?
This that shit, this that shit you gon vibe to, you know what Im sayin?
(Key Gang got the keys jumpin)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Hey, **** my daddy first (**** him)
Cause that pussy nigga, he abandoned me
Opps saw me in traffic then they ran from me
Got shot three times, lost two brothers, know God got a plan for me
Aint where I wanna be in life yet, know God gotta stand for me, yeah
You done went against the grain, you done had my pay, lil nigga, you crazy
Im the same nigga put you on, I gave you a chance, you lazy
I done showed niggas so much love, I cant believe they hate mе
And the Camp dont go against the camp, thats the way grandma raisеd me
[Spoken Interlude]
How your grandma raise you, nigga?
Good
What you gon be in life?
Somebody
What you stand for?
Everything
Who you goin against?
Them
Who you ridin with?
You
For life
[Verse 2]
Niggas thinkin Im a ho, huh? (Huh?)
You wouldnt think Ima really go, huh? (Huh?)
You wouldnt think Im down for cold, huh? (Huh?)
You wouldnt think you can get smoked, huh? (Huh?)
You wouldnt think I can turn you up, turn you down when you tryna go, huh? ( Huh?)
You wouldnt think I can get you hit for a couple pounds or a bow, huh? (Huh?)
You wouldnt think I can get you hit for a million dollars or more, huh? (Huh ?)
Oh, you think I'm scared?
Went on IG live, tell them people, say I put some money on your head (Head)
Hurt me hard, code to the red (Red)
I cant lie, I was wonderin
What the **** you did? You aint say it, like, what the **** up?
TD had a funeral, but you aint show up
I was like, 'What the **** wrong with him? But we aint grow up together
I treat you like my brother, nigga, we gon shine forever
Ayy, but **** them niggas and that pussy nigga beside em (**** em)
Whisper in his ear, yeah
How you that nigga turn you gainst the game?
How you let that money do you for the fame?
Its sad, but its your fault, you the one to blame
You cant blame nobody but yourself, nigga, **** you, you a grown man
[Interlude]
Its like, nigga, we cant be cool again
I cant bring you around my kids, you know
I trusted you with my life, bruh, you know I told you my secrets
I did shit in front of you, you know
You know the real me, nigga, you know who I am
[Verse 3]
Ayy, **** some management, that shit there damaged (Yeah)
And you somethin like my brother, we goin championships (Mmm)
I trust you with my life, dont take advantage of me (Mmm-mmm)
If you my dawg, then I got you, dont take a penny from me (No)
This that go and shoot a nigga club shit, this that big Cuz, big Blood shit
This that big Vice Lord, GD, load the bullets up with the gloves shit
This that dress-up Mister Rug shit, ATL hoes in the club shit
This that **** Everybody 3, this that **** everybody, love shit (Gang, gang)
Yeah, I know Blood gon ride for me (Me)
I know Woo gon die for me (Me)
I know Poody gon die for me (Me)
They know Im gon die for them (Them)
Know Lil A gon die for me (Me)
Know Rico gon kill the whole world bout me and he gon die for me
Yeah, yeah, I know Snoop gon die for me
Im the same nigga put in my work, I aint need you to slide for me
And Junetown, he my cousin, I love my family
And Killa Season one of the realest niggas youll ever meet
Yeah, they thought me and Bagg wasnt seein eye-to-eye
Im the nigga told Gotti go and sign Bagg, nigga, I aint even gotta lie
We was ridin four-deep in the van, we was goin, doin shows out of town
We was brothers way fore CMG, and that nigga still my brother now
And Gotti, he big homie, yeah, he really big homie (For real)
I signed CMG, then I went and got a bag from Sony (Facts)
He just did his last album, but he aint leave me lonely
He still call my phone every day and check on me (For real)
[Interlude]
That nigga call my phone every day, I aint lyin, nigga, I swear to God
He know I get in trouble and shit sometimes, I get in my lil feelings and shit, I be mad as hell
Be ready to smack a nigga shit, he know Ill crash out in a second
Thats why he call me so much
[Verse 4]
He be like, 'Whats good?' (Good)
I be like, 'Big homie, thanks for takin me out the hood' (Hood)
He be like, 'Lil homie, you earned this shit, its all good' (Good)
I be like, 'Big homie, I owe you my life, thats on the hood' (For real)
Im gon bust them shots for you regardless, thats understood
Im gon die for this shit, CMG, Heavy Camp, we good (Gang, gang)
Free my nigga Keyon, he got time but he didnt do it (Free Keyon)
Killa Season, he got so much time, but he didnt do it (Free Season), but he didnt do it (Yeah)
[Outro]
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Woah-oh-oh-oh
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