Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song TNT , by - Lil Dude. Release date: 23.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
TNT |
| Fight, young nigga gon' fight |
| Sellin' that breakdown, mix it up with the dynamite |
| Nah, forreal |
| Y’all niggas don’t know about the up and down, nigga? |
| Really in the trenches, boy, you niggas out here playin' games, man |
| Ain’t I neither, and I’m smokin' a lot of that reefer |
| Ridin' 'round in that Kompressor with my lil' bro Good Intent, ayy |
| Trapnanana, ooh |
| Came out the trenches, I had to go fight |
| Fight, young nigga gon' fight |
| Came up sellin' that breakdown and dynamite |
| Pussy nigga, is you ready to die tonight? |
| Nigga, you fell off, you gon' be a’ight |
| I got the money, I don’t look light |
| Skinny-ass nigga, you playin' with life |
| I’m in the kitchen cookin', I ain’t cookin' no rice |
| Pussy-ass nigga, think twice |
| I’m sure as shit not shootin' dice |
| I had to stay down, catch a flight |
| Packs comin' in by tomorrow night |
| I got my gun and I know it’s right |
| I can’t trust these niggas like Uncle Ice |
| I’m still bussin' juugs off the pedal bike |
| Auntie say, «Ooh, this shit is dynamite» |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| Luciano, he don’t fuck with the mice |
| I’m still drinkin' lean from the other night |
| Nigga want beef, he ain’t gotta fight |
| I’ma pull up with that dynamite |
| I came up from sellin' that dynamite |
| I came up from sellin' the breakdown |
| Nigga, come through and come get you a breakdown |
| I got the loosies, gon' break down |
| Givin' them niggas a shakedown |
| Auntie say, «Ooh», she like how it taste now |
| I might go cop me a Wraith now |
| Luciano, he not underground |
| I just be bringin' them other sounds |
| And you know I got a hunnid rounds |
| And it be makin' them thunder sounds |
| This man gotta, gotta be different |
| They takin' shit and they always be trippin |
| It be hittin' niggas off in the distance |
| It don’t even care if it hit at your folks |
| It don’t even care if it hit at the Pope |
| I’m ridin' around, I’m the Pope |
| I’m ridin' around with the dope |
| Lil' nigga, better lay low |
| Came out the trenches, I had to go fight |
| Fight, young nigga gon' fight |
| Came up sellin' that breakdown and dynamite |
| Pussy nigga, is you ready to die tonight? |
| Nigga, you fell off, you gon' be a’ight |
| I got the money, I don’t look light |
| Skinny-ass nigga, you playin' with life |
| I’m in the kitchen cookin', I ain’t cookin' no rice |
| Pussy-ass nigga, think twice |
| I’m sure as shit not shootin' dice |
| I had to stay down, catch a flight |
| Packs comin' in by tomorrow night |
| I got my gun and I know it’s right |
| I can’t trust these niggas like Uncle Ice |
| I’m still bussin' juugs off the pedal bike |
| Auntie say, «Ooh, this shit is dynamite» |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| Pussy nigga, is you ready to die tonight? |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| You know you done fucked up, right? |
| Pussy nigga, is you ready to die tonight? |