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letra de hard - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
(tj produced it)

[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
i look like a dealer from the way i put it on
mike amiri denim and i’m strapped up with that chrome, woah
whack somethin’ for my n-gga e, he tell me he ain’t know
i’m a motherf-ckin’ villain, and i’m straight from out that nawf
b-tch, i got my rod, ain’t slippin’, hard, tried doubtin’ me
hard, i’m bringin’ it, shoot at they squad, they fallin’ down
hard, i’m gettin’ it, hard, they watchin’ me
hard, i’m glistenin’ (woah, woah, woah, woah)
[verse 1: youngboy never broke again]
hustle hard just for this rollie, hustle hard for that patek
make it hard behind my brodie, k!ll them boys inside they sets
so many millions i flood my woman, like what the f-ck i do with this?
outside your show, i sent my youngins, soon as it end b-tch you get blitzed (baow, baow)
i aim and shoot straight at your clique (bap, bap, bap)
rеd dot, headshot (bap, bap, bap)
he jumped out on ‘еm, dead now, he callin’, i just play it off
run down, take your sh-t, get your head blown, a letdown
rich as f-ck, they mad huh, they just wanna see my head blown

[verse 2: shy glizzy]
they like, “glizzy, where you been?” i’m with them lions in the den (oh)
you say you in the trenches, but you lyin’, n-gga, when? (when?)
i had to shoot at my cousin, he an opp, that ain’t my kin (godd-mn)
if it ever comes down to it, i’ll do that sh-t again (godd-mn, godd-mn)
b-tch, they call me iron man when i be in the south (oh)
but i thought i was a blind man, i’d never seen a job (never)
trey-7, 4ktrey (trey-7), lil’ b-tch, we creepin’ down (yeah)
37, 38 (oh), you know them be my lions (oh, oh, oh)
i just bought me a thousand out of them b-tches, caught a ticket (woo)
i’m gon’ make at least 2.5, that’s straight up out them trenches (five)
i got a new coupe parked outside and i nicknamed him midget (skrrt)
if a n-gga disrespect this sh-t, we gon’ k!ll him, leave no witness (boom, boom, boom, boom)
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
i look like a dealer from the way i put it on
mike amiri denim and i’m strapped up with that chrome, woah
whack somethin’ for my n-gga e, he tell me he ain’t know
i’m a motherf-ckin’ villain, and i’m straight from out that nawf
b-tch, i got my rod, ain’t slippin’, hard, tried doubtin’ me
hard, i’m bringin’ it, shoot at they squad, they fallin’ down
hard, i’m gettin’ it, hard, they watchin’ me
hard, i’m glistenin’ (woah, woah, woah, woah)

- youngboy never broke again

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