Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Nigga, artist - SINO
Date of issue: 14.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Young Nigga |
I been thinking bout chasing green since a young nigga |
Hung around a old head, but I never was a dumb nigga |
Nigga tried to send me off, tried to second guess a young nigga |
Been stack 2017, i was a young nigga |
Now listen little young nigga, you better keep reing up, better learn to stack |
funds nigga |
You better stay away from guns nigga, trying to make it out the hood, |
better stay away from dumb niggas |
This shit can motivate you young niggas, back when Meech came up shit motivated |
young niggas |
But the street show no love, better watch who you deal with cause niggas get |
you fucked up |
Getting cream with my young niggas |
Got a team full of young niggas |
Only fuck with some niggas |
I’m OG to these young niggas, young nigga |
Young Nigga |
Young Nigga |
Hear you been coping more ye, stacking them huns in them safes |
Now you got guns on your waist, told you these niggas dont play, |
they run in your place |
It’s al in the game young nigga, sunny right now might rain young nigga, |
homies in the hood might change young nigga |
Getting money when it’s good, when it’s bad take the stain ypung nigga |
So find you a place, stay on the low, sell that shit on the low, |
stay the hell out the way, I did it by myself, had a thing for yourself, |
you get rich by the day |
Speaking to you as a OG young nigga, get your mind right, you’ll see young nigga |
I’ma keep it real, I’m what you wanna be young nigga |
Getting own place, get your leg on |
I’m on the phone trynna get some crack, anyone pull up I know how to get it back |
Piss tube wearing, cocaine in the trap, pounds of the loud on the real nigga |
strap |
Traveling on the train I ain’t fucking with the meal, baxkup girl scout cookies |
by the bell |
My nigga can you open when you put on sell, wanna see you on your feet, |
young nigga doing well |
Young nigga out of line, see my youngins in his head |
I dont gang bang, gun bang see you in red, friend said slang a slow walker |
nigga dead, who ever said it tell’em keep you in there prayers, did me already |
ain’t nobody getting spared |
Fuck nigga cooking out by dog food, only put a four on the door bet it cost you, |
talking bout a nice tile served I lost you, moving in the park and can’t |
nobody walk through, tour coming up 15 for a walk through |
I don’t get tired I be resting with my eyes closed, I’ll go walking in I’m |
slipping out the side door, paradoid I don’t like pulling up a pot holes, |
bitches I ain’t trusting, but the money pronto |