Текст песни Young Bull - Kris Milli

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Young Bull
With a bad mouth I ain′t F... ing with you
I mean most of what you hear
Is either gossip or old news
And you should see when I pull thru
Ladies going crazy pulling up on my jeans
Up on my shoes like who really been with me I seen friends turn to close enemies
I call it how I see it's not hard to point out
The strong from the weak that′s why I go hard on these street
Take it to another level I gotta boss up
Too much potential to get locked up
I gotta get mine while I can I gota eat never will I go broke no time to sleep
I wake and bake roll another cone
My style fly but we keep in on the low
I don't sweat these haters or trust these hoes
Aiming to better be greater than ever cause you know how it goes
From the hood to the hills It feel good to see the top dropped
Some thought I never would
Now I get props like I should
I got my own verse I do my own hooks take a good look baby cause you know it won't Hurt
My money good she know what I′m worth
Prince of my city and Now it my turf
They tryna take down every and anything
They really ain′t ready till I bring the streets
Street baby don't tempt me
Street baby don′t tempt me
Street baby I don't need nothing to protect me

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My work here is never done
Head up chest out
You know where I′m from I rep the dirty south
I remember when we used young we drank till we passed out
Ladies tryna creep is we gonna smash now
And you check my rap sheet that a big file
Never give in or break my words so watch your mouth
Everything you see I earned no handout
I left my city like I broke a curse I broke a spell
Since birth I stay alert for sure you get what you deserve
Soon we gonna be out the mud out the dirt
I never have second thoughts cause I put my team first
I gotta put that work in for my dogs who be hurting
Im'a boss G so don′t cross me
Snag ya chick make her sell her whole body
In the game don't test me
I run deep with my clique
No time for these lames
I take every chance i get

We go way back
Way back way back
We go we go we go
Way back
We go way back way back
Way back we go
Way back
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We go way back we go way back
Way back we go way back
We go way back