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Young Roddy
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Trying
And I'm just tryin' to get rich my nigga Ughhh, ridign round with my toolie Sippin'on that Bobby Brown Rest in peace to Big Choolie Rest in peace to big Michael Brown Hands up and my face down but the cops still might shoot me I gave the world my life story but they still don't know Route the Ruler, damn I'm just trying stay focused tired of seein' my niggas caged And I know they tired of that joesin' been grindin'way to long, god damn I'm just tryin'to get over, trying to hide my pain Shit... just hope nobody don't notice They tried to kill my pride, man They tried to fuck me over Got a gold chain on my neck I got a stone chip on my shoulder Ima trill nigga, thats trill shit My momma raised a soldier My pops left They told I comprehend it when I get older Boy, what that is, that ain't good sense Boy, fuck that shit ima hood nigga That hood shit in my blood Say a prayer for a real nigga They say the good die young A bitch nigga get jacked quick but I ain't never jacked my bluff All they know is sippin' that Henny all we know is smokin' em blunts I fell off like a few times but I got my money back up Man, they love it when you piss poor Shit, they hate to see you come up They hate it when you bounce back Got mad loot I started from scratch All we know is flippin' that what? All we know is shippin' them packs I thank God for this rap shit I came a long way from that trap The devil always workin almost knocked me off of my track Got a bad bitch on the West Coast and she always smokin' that gas I beast mode in that pussy she came first and I came last もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Got a hot bitch on the East Coast her head fire, she deepthroat She strip to make a little extra say she got money, but need more But ain't nothing like a Southside bitch who was raised up on that G-code She smoke good, she fuck good bitch even wrap them kilos She learned it from her brother Told me if she ever need to she'll whack a nigga no frontin' Shorty thats my nigga, yah shorty keep it one hundred She compliment my hustle she the extra piece to my puzzle If you don't feel me then fuck ya
Ughhh
But pardon my French my nigga I'm just trying to get rich my nigga. Its Jet Life to my next life Bitch it's Jet Life to my... Better straighten up she better straighten up This bitch, she losing her balance She trying to get to my castle she wanna fuck a nigga on camera Soo Woo, 31st I do that shit for that manner I was raised round that regrag If you bitch made, you a dead man
Jigga gave you that 'Blueprint'
Me I gave you that 'Good Sense'
I only talk mathematics
Spitta gave you that 'Stoned Immaculate'
Ughhh
I'm just trying to get rich my nigga Bitch, pardon my French my nigga Its Jet Life to my next life Bitch, its Jet Life to my next life
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