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letra de trust nothing - youngboy never broke again

nba (wheat gang) never broke again
i say we never broke again (yea)

for my n-gga baby meech, id die for him
nba man thats the team, i ride for them
i love em all like my brothas do that time for them
i f-ck wit p an lil sean thats my partna nem (my f-cking brotha)
fn bullets get to flying ain’t no stoppin them (bang bang)
a audeameaur on my arm what i want for christmas (thats what i want)
n if my clique dont ride fo me say b-tch i got this pistol
n i been cookin cookin cookin all we sell is dope (right here)
if i can’t find you in yo hood we pop up at yo show
you run yo mouth then you get burnt now you know how that go
we need grams an we got soft whip it on the stove
no ion need no possy b-tch im shootin on my own
no ion need no floater b-tch im standin on my own (im 10 toes down)
them n-ggas f-cked over my brotha mane i want em gon (them n-ggas plotting)
i told that b-tch man ion trust her so dont call my phone (b-tch)

im stuck up in the street b-tch im really thuggin
cars black n n-ggas snitchin i ain’t trusting nothing (watch out)
these real diamonds n my chain i faking nothin
say n-gga f-ck you n that pistol you ain’t takin nothing (yea)

im out that chippewa thats right there by that 38 (ehh)
i got my hands on my first gun it was a 38 (glee)
got tired a being broke so i had to get on my sh-t
i started robbing n-ggas, now gimme all that sh-t (ain’t broke no mo)
ddawg was up in ryans detention living in that b-tch (free my n-gga)
2 days later i slipped up im wit em in that b-tch (d-mn)
a hoe had set lil dave up so ion trust a b-tch (nah)
most a my n-ggas changed up so ion trust a clique
he got hit wit a choppa no he ain’t comin back (my n-gga dead)
n boi i put that on jamal imma handle that (on jamal)
i wonder who gon hold me down but imma wait for that
n if you play its going down, we got k’s for that (bang bang)

im stuck up in the street b-tch im really thuggin
cars black n n-ggas snitchin i ain’t trusting nothing (watch out)
these real diamonds n my chain i ain’t faking nothing (nah)
say n-gga f-ck you n that pistol you ain’t taking nothing (yea)

- youngboy never broke again

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