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Yeah On God man I cannot lose Four shots get loose A.C. in a Bronco how make these niggas move How they make them like me right answer is they never do Just coz they put that shit on they momma and their whole fam It don't make it true Don't get confused (Confused) Don't get it confused (Confused) Even when tell you that they would ride with or die for you They gon never do you like you do (Ooouuu) Don't get it confused (Confused ) Don't get it confused (Confused) Even when tell you that they would ride with or die for you They gon never do you like you do (Oou) Sometimes I be asking God bout why he made this great Then go back to mixing Bombay and nibble titts like grapes (You Dig) Fake niggas smile wider acting 100 all in your face (All in your face) Mahn I slap pussy boy that try me Like Hobby And probably Take his girl and eat her cake On his birthday I've never known lame I only know pay So they get to tell me how the boy changed Like I care what pussy boys say Keep the sapphire with me all day, help to keep a real nigga sane Nigga say you real but is you real enough Caught a nigga pump his cleavage up It's the ones that you close to that's never blood when you bleedin but I ain't write this shit just so can dwell on it get the cake Back a thick broad that can ride stick so fast she can't pump breaks Nigga f*ck fake Yeah On God man I cannot lose Four shots get loose A.C. in a Bronco how make these niggas move How they make them like me right answer is they never do Just coz they put that shit on they momma and their whole fam It don't make it true Don't get confused (Confused) Don't get it confused (Confused) Even when tell you that they would ride with or die for you They gon never do you like you do (Oou) Don't get it confused (Confused ) Don't get it confused (Confused) Even when tell you that they would ride with or die for you They gon never do you like you do (Oou) Since a young nigga always played it to the vest And prayed they don't spray the clip on my neck Learnt how to use a beat to distress Now I hop on the beat and talk shit She ask me Pain, how you deal pain I just turnt around and pointed at her tits After I'm done I pour myself a sip Hop on the mic and cook me up a hit I do a little cleanse my nigga Grateful for the one's that's fam my nigga Never flip, never bend my nigga Never ask where you at my nigga And when the sip done, and you have nun We can split this glass my nigga And if they trip on you Man you'll never fall Cos I always catch my niggas, yeah On God man I cannot lose Four shots get loose A.C. in a Bronco how make these niggas move How they make them like me right answer is they never do Just coz they put that shit on they momma and their whole fam It don't make it true Don't get confused (Yeah)
Sanatçı: Pain YSL & TrojanBrixx
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