Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trust A Nigga, artist - Jose Guapo. Album song Osama Bin Guapo 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trust A Nigga |
| Ya’ll should know what it is by now |
| Swop |
| Uh |
| I’m Guapo bitch |
| Nigga I could sell a brick |
| Cause I got some hustle in me |
| And my momma ain’t raise no bitch |
| So it ain’t no sucker in me |
| Got to keep that wolly on me |
| Nigga play I bust a nigga |
| And these streets so cold |
| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |
| Nigga I could sell a brick |
| (I could sell a brick) |
| My momma ain’t raise no bitch |
| (My momma ain’t raise no bitch) |
| Keep that wolly on me |
| If they play I bust a nigga |
| And these streets so cold |
| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |
| Trust a nigga |
| No no no no no |
| I got niggas down the road doing elbows |
| I play the game how it go |
| I just keep it low |
| And these Givenchy motherfucker |
| Not no shell toes |
| Let’s get it |
| He getting, he getting money |
| Yeah that what they talking |
| They thought it was a game till I had to show em |
| Pull up on your hoe |
| In that new Rolls |
| And she gon ride the dick like a roller coaster |
| She geeked up off that new rollie |
| Plus she know I keep them racks on me |
| Plus I know that these niggas phony |
| That’s why I’m going out like I’m fucking Tony |
| Nigga I could sell a brick |
| Cause I got some hustle in me |
| And my momma ain’t raise no bitch |
| So it ain’t no sucker in me |
| Got to keep that wolly on me |
| Nigga play I bust a nigga |
| And these streets so cold |
| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |
| Nigga I could sell a brick |
| (I could sell a brick) |
| My momma ain’t raise no bitch |
| (My momma ain’t raise no bitch) |
| Keep that wolly on me |
| If they play I bust a nigga |
| And these streets so cold |
| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |
| I got some recipes |
| That’s the best for me |
| I got the recipe |
| Plus I play for keeps |
| Ride for all my peeps |
| I dropped out of high school |
| Now I’m tryna buy a school |
| Always let them think it’s cool |
| But I never play the fool huh |
| 20 rest slim weight |
| And it’s on a light day |
| I’m so icy |
| That’s why they don’t like me |
| But these bitches love me |
| Cause I’m young and thuggy |
| You ain’t getting no string |
| You know I fucked your cousin |
| I’m who they thought I was |
| Bitches by the dozen |
| I’m flexing on these rappers |
| And I don’t got no budget |
| All my niggas trappers |
| We never work that paper |
| They know I can hustle |
| Plus I got the muscle |
| Nigga I could sell a brick |
| Cause I got some hustle in me |
| And my momma ain’t raise no bitch |
| So it ain’t no sucker in me |
| Got to keep that wolly on me |
| Nigga play I bust a nigga |
| And these streets so cold |
| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |
| Nigga I could sell a brick |
| (I could sell a brick) |
| My momma ain’t raise no bitch |
| (My momma ain’t raise no bitch) |
| Keep that wolly on me |
| If they play I bust a nigga |
| And these streets so cold |
| That’s why I don’t trust a nigga |