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letra de never - young dolph

[hook: young dolph]
never take a b-tch where you stay
never keep work where you lay
i woke up this morning said f-ck it might go cop another coupe today
sipping on that ugk
my spot stay open its never too late
never with my family starve
cuz never will i not hustle hard
never (x12)

[verse 1: young dolph]
never keep work where you lay
never take a b-tch where you stay
never show a n-gga where your stash at
cuz thats gon’ be the same n-gga you blast at
never put sh-t past none of these hoes cuz all of these hoes straight ratchet
all of this hustling sh-t i got this from my daddy
vegetarian selling nothing but pounds of collard green and cabbage
my trap booming, your b-tch working
up a half a ticket and i’m still serving
legend in the trap like julius erving
james worthy, i don’t trust these b-tches cuz they ain’t worthy
i don’t like triffling hoes cuz they make me nervous
i don’t f-ck with broke boys cuz i think i’m allergic
aachoo god bless me
sipping on actavis, eating fettucine
i told these n-ggas(x4)
that they could never be me
my n-gga gotta do this sh-t for real
i stash 60 p’s of strong in your b-tch crib

[hook]
never take a b-tch where you stay
never keep work where you lay
i woke up this morning said f-ck it might go cop another coupe today
sipping on that ugk
my spot stay open its never too late
never with my family starve
cuz never will i not hustle hard
never (x12)

[verse 2: trae the truth]
never f-ck with f-ck n-ggas who outta line
if they don’t want the business i tell em stay out of mine
my n-gga got a quarter hoe n-ggas was droppin’ dimes
how these n-ggas see him they silent without a spine
never f-ck with n-ggas that gossip
never f-ck with n-ggas who hate
never f-ck with n-ggas who pretend they only tryin’ to steal off yo plate
p-ssy n-ggas fake trying to make somethin’ shake
but i’d rather hit they face and try make somethin’ break
run off in this, get to dropping, try to make somethin’ skate
20 birds in the trunk, talking h-lluva weight
36 come short im talking h-lluva wait
i’m in the b-tch by tint low gl-ss
in the hood truth hustling his -ss off
turnt up ain’t no way to cut this cash off
quarter mill yeah i spent it on my last house
i tell a b-tch i don’t love sh-t f-ck somethin’
run off in this get lost then duck somethin’
ho n-ggas too foul might punch somethin’
i ain’t feelin what they talking i’m a buck something
i don’t trust nothing everythang shady
people set you up, might be yo ole lady
low right hand man try to play gravy
they on my radar but f-ck ‘em it i’m a play crazy

- young dolph

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