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letra de ride & jugg - young scooter

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[intro: young scooter]
yeah
chophouze on the track
bmfbg, you dig?
haha

[chorus: young scooter & nocap]
i’m so rich right now, i’m out of range
i know like fifteen ways to sell cocaine
ridin’ ’round mobile juggin’, me and cap
black migo scooter own like twenty traps
yeah, walkin’ past dead bodies, we gettin’ used to our environment
wanted bald heads just so we won’t think ’bout dyin’
tried to leave the streets, but that sh-t eatin’ up my conscience
duke had my back, somehow he died right in front me (jugg)

[verse 1: young scooter]
i’m a zone 6 n-gga, it’s free putang (zone 6)
my n-ggas too real so i’ll never change (yeah)
i got money, f-ck some rap fame (count up)
won’t switch my flow, no, i won’t change lanes
hittin’ rap juggs on a hundred band plan, the a, they two hundred miles away
scooter run a trap spot with the base just like chophouze jay
you ain’t from glenwood road if you don’t know lon, tay, or bj (rip to lonnie)
four pots at the same time, i’m cookin’ dope like four way (whip)
got a meek mill spot i flood with eagles (philly)
every sunday i ride that old regal (skrrt, skrrt)
i’m too loyal, i’ll never cross my people (nah)
if i ever become the president, i’m makin’ trappin’ legal (street)

[chorus: young scooter & nocap]
i’m so rich right now, i’m out of range
i know like fifteen ways to sell cocaine
ridin’ ’round mobile juggin’, me and cap
black migo scooter own like twenty traps
yeah, walkin’ past dead bodies, we gettin’ used to our environment
wanted bald heads just so we won’t think ’bout dyin’
tried to leave the streets, but that sh-t eatin’ up my conscience
duke had my back, somehow he died right in front me

[verse 2: nocap]
save the streets, i’m a neighborhood hero (i’m a neighborhood hero)
i f-ck white b-tches with black amigo (black amigo)
this sh-t was hard, like shaq shootin’ free throws (shaq shootin’ free throws)
scooter got the game on lock even though he got kilos (you know he got keys)
yeah, kick down the door, then i take care of my people (take care of my people)
he snitch, get st-tches, now he hang with lilo
narcs know i’m sellin’ codeine (yeah)
they bring my name up every time they hit the spot
makin’ diss songs for no reason
i barely know him and i don’t know what it’s ’bout
blow one of these n-ggas (woah)
before i pop, you think i’m a sucker (yeah)
cap, stick to this rap sh-t (stick to this rap)
get out the streets, stay out the gutter
out on two bonds right now (woah)
if you go back, you know you in trouble
i’m worth millions now (yeah)
i hope my lawyer don’t think ’bout sellin’ me out

[chorus: young scooter & nocap]
i’m so rich right now, i’m out of range
i know like fifteen ways to sell cocaine
ridin’ ’round mobile juggin’, me and cap
black migo scooter own like twenty traps
yeah, walkin’ past dead bodies, we gettin’ used to our environment
wanted bald heads just so we won’t think ’bout dyin’
tried to leave the streets, but that sh-t eatin’ up my conscience
duke had my back, somehow he died right in front me

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