Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trust Nobody, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Album song Master Sensei 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, MONY POWR RSPT
Song language: English
Trust Nobody |
I don’t trust these niggas, know what I’m saying? |
Spiffy Global, Pablo Juan |
Fuck these niggas thought, nigga |
Run up a sack, nigga |
Like linebacker |
«H-Hol' up, Spiffy on this motherfu-!» |
Baguettes, left wrist |
My main bitch |
Bust a nut quick like a skit (yuh) |
You got to take risks if you wanna get rich |
Know some niggas, lost it all 'bout a bitch |
I’m straight out the hood, I came up from shit (HOOD) |
I’m chasing that sack, I sent out a blitz |
I get it right back, I’m flipping that pack |
My dawg behind me in the trap changing Hellcats |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I don’t trust nothing, I don’t trust nobody |
I don’t trust nothing, I don’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I don’t trust nothing, I don’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
Got to keep it a hundred, I know they gon' change |
Wrong or right, I’ma ride with the gang |
Real dripping like a private plane |
Told on himself tryna get 'bout a name |
Rob, sell dope, shoot out, I done did everything |
Bells, bricks, pills, I done sold everything |
'Bout my respect, I go to the chain gang |
Money, Power, Respect, give a fuck what you gangbang |
Did what I had to do to just to maintain |
Dry snitching on the 'gram, |
You a bitch, nigga |
Need to quit all that hating |
Put a nigga in, I can take him out the game |
Bitch need to sit down |
You ain’t trained |
150, good aim |
Got back to selling pounds, it’s a goddamn shame |
Fly 200 OGs in on the plane |
Soon as it touch down, meet you at the baggage claim |
Put a collar on my dawg, we some Great Danes |
All of us 'gon ball, we don’t play games |
Blue diamonds on the rolly, match my new chain |
Ass fat, real or fake, it’s the same |
I’m looking for a stain |
Play with my name |
Designer down to the floor |
Dope boy fresh, I’m smelling like 'caine |
Baguettes, left wrist |
My main bitch |
Bust a nut quick like a skit (yuh) |
You got to take risks if you wanna get rich |
Know some niggas, lost it all 'bout a bitch |
I’m straight out the hood, I came up from shit (HOOD) |
I’m chasing that sack, I sent out a blitz |
I get it right back, I’m flipping that pack |
My dawg behind me in the trap changing Hellcats |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I don’t trust nothing, I don’t trust nobody |
I don’t trust nothing, I don’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I don’t trust nothing, I don’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |
I won’t trust nothing, I won’t trust nobody |