Текст песни Intro - Tae FleXx
I
ain't
never
gave
reason
for
doubt
In
my
lane
boy
I'm
staying
on
route
Most
of
these
nigga
coved
in
clout
Talk
my
shit
then
I'm
living
it
out
I
ain't
never
gave
reason
for
doubt
Most
of
these
nigga
coved
in
clout
I
talk
my
shit
then
I'm
living
it
out
I
talk
my
shit
then
I'm
living
it
out
I
got
heat
like
I
flip
in
the
south
I
got
flip
you
still
cop
by
the
ounce
Know
you
sick
how
I
drip
off
the
sauce
Fuck
your
bitch
I
don't
kiss
on
the
mouth
One
more
time
Man
that
hoe
gone
get
tossed
Springing
up
Every
time
that
she
called
Winter
time
We
straight
back
from
the
fall
Summer
time
Man
the
chain
gone
be
cold
Hit
the
gym
Man
them
niggas
ain't
buff
They
ain't
tough
Man
these
niggas
ain't
bold
Got
the
Glock
But
I
still
ain't
gone
use
it
Slap
'em
down
All
the
way
to
the
floor
I
got
racks
Man
my
pocket
don't
fold
I
got
packs
I
just
shipped
off
a
load
Send
her
off
Gotta
switch
different
modes
Got
the
flag
And
its
wrapped
the
pole
Give
her
pipe
Man
these
bitches
gone
choke
In
her
guts
Til
she
curling
her
toes
Fuck
a
tax
We
gone
shop
off
the
boat
Silly
nigga
What
the
fuck
was
you
told?
I
been
chasing
checks
nigga
Hunnit
band
hunnit
band
Why
you
wanna
test
me
You
know
I'm
a
gunner
man
And
you
wanna
keep
looking
Over
your
shoulder
now
You
gone
be
dead
You
suppose
to
be
a
running
man
They
ain't
really
got
a
lot
to
say
Cuz
they
front
man
Like
a
short
nigga
Boy
you
know
that
I'm
stunt
man
And
I'm
in
the
field
Yeah
I
do
my
own
stunts
man
Niggas
they
just
acting
They
ain't
real
they
just
stuntman
Hit
the
block
Watch
these
niggas
be
shocked
New
whip
With
the
rims
that's
gone
chop
Glass
roof
Hit
the
Botton
no
top
Double
tint
Cuz
you
bitch
she
a
thot
No
tint
She
still
give
up
the
top
No
sweat
Hit
her
put
her
on
top
No
keys
Gotta
bust
down
the
locks
Four
Keys
Just
for
padro
and
pac
No
doubt
1 Intro
2 Y.W.N.S.
3 Glock 18
4 Stuck Last
5 Pussy Nigaa Shut Up
6 I Was Down Bad
7 In†rolude
8 BABYBOP
9 W.T.N.H.
10 Westside
11 Outro
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