paroles de chanson 4KT Baby - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Uh-uh, ayy, this YoungBoy, nigga, what it is? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
How you ben feelin' out there, nigga, how you been doin'? (Mm, mm)
You got yo steel? (Mm, mm, oh, oh, no)
Ayy, keep your head up, five

I don't know what the fuck would make them niggas try to play us
Or wanna hate us
That be that doped up shit that get your motherfuckin' head bust
Ride with my dude, he servin' food, and he just fed somethin'
Don't be confused, we got 'em tools, and then go get somethin'

These pussy niggas scared of that dark side and that's where I roll at
And bitch, you know that
Keep a .22 tucked where my toe at
New school, I was tryna blow that
Don't make me diss your fuckin' hoe ass
I can't wait to leave you dead with a fuckin' toe tag, bitch

Send a blitz so they gon' get at me
Oh, I live on the wrong side of options
We be zippin' shit, know I be at war
That's 'cause we just send like 30 through their car door
Got his mask on, fah, fah, fah
That's a 4KTrey baby
Walk up on 'em, lay shit down
That's them 4KTrey babies
Keep his flag, you know he bangin' green, 4KTrey baby
Nawfside, concentration, .38, lil' slime crazy

Knock up on they door and talk Jamaican (what they say?)
They don't need no AC, but I think that's where he stay
Wait 'til he come home, give him a hot bed (oh, oh)
We gon' be blamin' at his shit 'til we pop his head (oh, oh)

Can't get my daddy up in cocaine
Can't get my nigga off them pills
Watch your back 'cause this shit real
You can't stand up to that steel
Fuck these hoes, just get that dough
And keep a chopper where you live
We recruitin' some more soldiers
We won't die up in the field

Shoot the fan where that pussy nigga head at, huh
I got big straps and big Gats
And K2, that dope pack
Know I gotta pour the drank up, where that Four at?
Got them young niggas roam with me and everyone be on that

Send a blitz so they gon' get at me
Oh, I live on the wrong side of options
We be zippin' shit, know I be at war
That's 'cause we just send like 30 through their car door
Got his mask on, fah, fah, fah
That's a 4KTrey baby
Walk up on 'em, lay shit down
That's them 4KTrey babies
Keep his flag, you know he bangin' green, 4KTrey baby
Nawfside, concentration, .38, lil' slime crazy