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letra de take it to trial - young thug

[intro: future]
wheezy outta here

[verse 1: young thug]
worth a couple hundred mill’, no thousand
this b-tch wanna f-ck me, but i charge by the hour
my neck and my wrist in the shower
like how the f-ck you growing up and baby say you childish?
i just bought my young b-tch a watch and now she wilding
styling, profiling, you b-tches can’t devour
and i’m creflo dollar smiling
we somewhere on a island, vibing
b-lls smell like powder (let’s go)
f-ck it, take it to trial (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: young thug]
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial (yeah, yeah)
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial, yeah (yeah, yeah)
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial (yeah, yeah)
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial, yеah (yeah, yeah)

[post-chorus: young thug]
slime green ap look likе herpes on my wrist, uh
hold on, cook, woo, i’m so chef boyardee with the dish
i don’t know you, b-tch, don’t try to tell me tie my kicks
talkin’ ’bout chips, ain’t talkin’ no dip
[verse 2: yak gotti]
tell my baby mama tripping, she don’t get it
i’m on a mission to get these millions
i’m on the grind, and i’ma get it
no cap, n-gga, no kizzy
slime ’em out, then they ‘gon tell ’em i ain’t listen
once he call, he ‘gon say that i’m trippin
ain’t slime, that’s just how i feel (nope)
you do not meet the criteria (nope)
i rep my life, for real (yeah)
[?] my time, for real (yeah)
for slimes, you know i k!ll (yeah, yeah)
baby good night, my dear
trial, i done beat it twice, state, i’m undefeated like
feds came and sn-tched me, i don’t know, no point in asking
i was on bleveland, stuck like a magnet
b-tch ass n-gga, i shoot at your mammy
need to stand down if you can’t stand me
i don’t turn down, i up my stamina
take it to trial, get a appeal
take it to trial, yeah, you ‘gon whack ’em
no back and forth, we don’t tongue wrestle
pay for that casket, that’s just if we whack ’em

[verse 3: gunna]
yeah, yeah
my young n-ggas pulling up, bentleys, aston martins, ‘raris and teslas
strapped with a fn, choppas, carbons, know some steppers
got ice, not in no fridge, not in the safe, we like treasure
we f-ck, have a lot of s-x and her head feel like pleasure
shawty super slurpy, suck that birky out that d-ck (oh wow)
maybach came with curtains and i still went got it tint (on god)
ysl slimey and shady, they ain’t wavy like my clique (wavy)
high-end alterations, did that european stitch
f-ck n-ggas get hit, i got me a opp list
i’m quick to switch topics, ah, no way i can snitch (no way)
watch me whack that b-tch, pop ’em like a cyst
glock with the assist
[chorus: young thug]
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial (yeah, yeah)
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial, yeah (yeah, yeah)
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial (yeah, yeah)
take this sh-t to motherf-cking trial, yeah (yeah, yeah)

- young thug

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