Thug N***a Story
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat That double cup poured up, you hear me? Lean, lean, lean, I drink pure codeine Don't care what you think, I can't quit my lean And if you do leave, I'ma drink 'til I'm sleep, yeah, oh, oh Double cup I filled with mud, you know I'm poured up, yeah, yeah Sippin' deuce, it's for my thugs, it's ugly, no one I can trust It's deadly, touch me, bust it, straight to heaven Why I send that pussy boy Oh, you ain't make it in, well, f*ck your friend, it's up to you and God In that car with stolen rods, do a drill while on the bar Wet the block, that MAC-10, had 33 go rock the car Oh, glory, glory And this is my thug nigga story Oh, sniff dope, oh God, my soul I need you now, I'm on my own Bae, call my phone I know you up in Salt Lake City, it won't be long until I kill you Alright, my boy Alright, I'm ready for any nigga that want my fitted For any nigga that wanna stretch me Man it ain't safe, this shit get deadly Wanna kill me, these niggas can't see me They never gon' get me, they never gon' feel me I'ma shoot it whenever I see you Until I steal you, now that's real bitch I ain't about to mislead you, 'cause I'ma game you up and I'ma teach you I just got a fresh bottle of blessing oil from my preacher Born and raised in the soil, drankin' drank and smokin' reefer Where the zombies shoot the niggas between they toes or between they fingers I come from a broken home, nobody threw me a bone Or gave me a loan, they raw I flourished on niggas and got to the riches Now look at me, Pop, now I'm on I'm givin' my God all the praisin' to glory My part of the thug nigga story My uncle St. Charles taught me the game, he was my Berry Gordy Try to keep my head above choppy waters, my frame of mind is unbothered The life that I live is mannish, a lot of rappers are fathers They call me E-40, the creator of Mango Scottle Earl Stevens, you can read my name on the bottle You sippin' your potion? I'm sippin' my potion You havin' your motion? I'm havin' my motion Your foot on the gas? My foot on the gas You smashin' and yolkin'? I'm smashin' and yolkin' You poppin' your pills, you makin' your rounds? You checkin' your traps, you piss in your pants? Your stackin' your racks, you holdin' it down? You livin' your raps you known in your town? Double-fistin' a double cup, in the mud A lot of my weeples is on white people drugs I hear in the octagon in a smudge When the cherry say "Hands up", don't budge (police) Oh, glory, glory And this is my thug nigga story Oh, sniff dope, oh God, my soul I need you now, I'm on my own Bae, call my phone I know you up in Salt Lake City, it won't be long until I kill you Alright, my boy
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Written by: Kentrell Gaulden
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