
时间:2016-10-28
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I Ain't Hiding (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
Lyrics by:NBA YoungBoy
Composed by:NBA YoungBoy
Probably in yo city yeah
Private number call my phone say that ima kill ya
I told that n***a I ain't hiding I'm probably in yo city
I keep it with me pull on me
And s**t gone get wicked
All this s**t these n***as doing
I swear that I don't feel them
11 thousand around my neck
And that's just up in chains
10 bands up in pocket fresh up out the bank
You ain't my roun
P***y n***a you don't feel my pain
This s**t I spit on tracks straight facts
It ain't a f**king game
It ain't a song that I write I don't think about dave
I walk on stage thousand people screaming my name
He probably think I owed him something
I don't owe him a thing
B***h you gone make me show you something
You go against the grain
Send my n***as to bust you up
Since you think that I'm playing
One night we hit two back to back
Like n***a what you saying
I cut the barrel make it short
Got that from 'cross the track
Catch you slipping down bad
And we gone bust your a*s
My og say 'cause you'll shoot
That don't make you a man
It's how you play your hand
Or react when you in that jam
This for my n***as dead and
Gone and the one's in the can
Ima forever hold it down forever take a stand
You say you looking for me n***a
I ain't hiding 'bout it
Drop yo nuts and play with me get touched
I could bet 5 on it
That's on my mama all us 'bout that drama
B***h we slanging iron 'bout it
Reppin like you step we really spare
These n***as lying 'bout it
50 round choppa for whoever want it
You know how we coming
Run up on ya put this
B***h up on ya put this b***h up on ya
S**t get gutta gotta stay up on it
Never know who out to get ya
Better watch yo homies
Wake up every morning tryna get a dollar
When you down and ain't got nothing
They ain't got no holla
Gotta get this s**t for my lil boys
Gotta get it for my mama
You bet not short me out my money
I want every dollar or else
Ima bust yo f**king head 'cause I don't play that
We gone load up with them cuttas
We gone swerve where you stay at
Can't keep hitting the block like this youngboy
Too many people on that
I don't give a motherf**k
Ain't stopping till' I get my s**t back believe that
N***a said spin again when the sun down
All night we gone wait till' he come out
See his a*s hop out on him with the glock out
What it is
It's a man down
Where I'm from I was taught never stand down
Once my youngin spin believe I'm coming back around
Suppressor on the front take away the sound
Suppressor on the front take away the sound
You say you looking for me n***a
I ain't hiding 'bout it
Drop yo nuts and play with me get touched
I could bet 5 on it
That's on my mama all us 'bout that drama
B***h we slanging iron 'bout it
Reppin like you step we really spare
These n***as lying 'bout it
50 round choppa for whoever want it
You know how we coming
Run up on ya put this
B***h up on ya put this b***h up on ya
S**t get gutta gotta stay up on it
Never know who out to get ya
Better watch yo homies