| It ain’t no game, when I rip it I rip it for the south
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| I’m in the sixty where these niggas’ll run in your house
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| They get that money, do they best just to run in your spouse
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| Late night, call it murder, they taking it out
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| Diamonds in the safe, got plenty more in my mouth
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| I’m in the kitchen cooking hard but I’m playing with soft
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| Pussy niggas, I’m here for the south
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| I’m only talking horsepower, you see the exhaust
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| Any time you see me movin' I’ma swing on ‘em
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| I got the city on vibe, they gon' flame on ‘em
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| I’m here to hurt a hater’s feelings nigga, pain on ‘em
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| I remember who I am, I never change on ‘em
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| ABN, gang gang, nigga checks up
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| Fuck niggas playin' foul I’ma take somethin'
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| I tried to tell ‘em it was easy, I’ma break somethin'
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| Chain on, I’ma make they ass respect somethin'
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| Catching plays in that four story loft
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| Broke nigga why you talkin', where your boss?
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| Gimme everything, I don’t take a loss
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| Play with me and I’ma send ‘em through your mouth
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| Eight chains on like I’m in the chain gang
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| Lil breadwinner T on the same thing
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| Got me feeling so fly, I’m on the same plane
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| I know my niggas on lock, tryna maintain
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| I’ma hit ‘em with a, money on the books
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| All I ever knew was killers and a bunch of crooks
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| Got a thousand pounds of green and a bunch of books
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| They for the gram, I ain’t talking ‘bout a bunch of books
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| Still keep that money like Big Jew
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| Four cars full of niggas, what that shit do?
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| Late night,, still come through
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| This screwed up shit, ain’t nothin' new
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| Been gone, we had a real strong demo
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| Rap crew wasn’t these, new rental
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| A nigga really got it, no trappin', no cappin'
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| Bust a homi, and it saved my package
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| Got an attitude problem and I’m real big-headed
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| Bring another bitch to fulfill this fetish
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| Man I know a lot of niggas wanna kill this
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| Still this shit that I’m kicking is the real
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| Never gave two fucks, nigga stayed booed up
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| Nigga you ain’t drinkin' lean, it don’t take two cups
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| You never comin' with the money, want a date, booked up
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| They would shake down a nigga but they ain’t shook up
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| Not fakin' now nigga, bitch you can’t fool us
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| Triple OG cool with the new-schoolers
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| Me and shooting pool, motherfucking fool
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| Tell a bitch you ain’t shit if you ain’t get screwed up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Long Time Ago , by - Trae Tha Truth. Song from the album Another 48 Hours, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп