| Dubba-AA flex…
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| Slime…
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| And these people they don’t know, yeah
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| And that shit I never showed, yeah
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| So much shit I never told
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| I’ma show 'em I’m a man, I’ma get it on my own
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| Never speak on what you see, hold it in 'til I’m gone
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| On my sons I ain’t playin', hit a nigga with that chrome
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| I’m like I’m steppin', yeah
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| Spinnin' through my section, yeah
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| Used to buy that ratchet, shootin' dice strapped with that Wesson, yeah
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| I’m prepared and I’m ready, yeah
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| Said that they gon' stretch me, yeah
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| Thuggin' for so long on a nigga for to test me, yeah
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| They don’t know my lingo, all I talk is C-note, invest in kilos
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| Strapped with a revolver every time I used to fuck with Dino
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| I know, he know, and she know that YoungBoy bust that nigga head
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| Know Ne know that I won’t cheat, no told that bitch to close her legs, yeah
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| Had to get out the streets though
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| Still a commit, up kick though
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| Still be with the shit though
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| Go to Atlanta, buy a drink from casino
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| Whole lot of money, whole lot of fame
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| Still run with the same clique though
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| You don’t come how I come, so stay in your lane
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| You play and get shot in your shit though
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| This for them niggas who be hustlin' every day, yeah
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| This for them niggas screamin' «fuck it,"tote them Ks, yeah
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| This for them niggas quick to shoot you in your face, yeah
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| This for them niggas thuggin' 'til they in the grave, yeah
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| I got that Glock on me
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| And I ain’t stuntin', nigga think that he the dumbest
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| I’ma put that nigga under
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| I got them shots on me
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| I’m chasin' money, nigga play and I’ma burn him
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| I’m a Z, bitch I’m a zombie
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| Up with the Glock, and I’m bustin' his head
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| Back to back steady be takin' them meds
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| This for them niggas that’s locked in the feds
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| I’ma stand on everything I said
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| The beam on the choppa ain’t green, it’s red
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| He run up on me, get hit with this lead
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| Start it, then drive the McLaren in
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| Start it, then I’m pullin' up where you stay
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| Remove the plate and tape two clips up on the K
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| Can’t find that nigga, we gon' burn him where he breathe, yeah
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| Bitch that’s that heat, I’m forever in the streets
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| Thinkin' he could fuck with me, I’ma put that bitch to sleep
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| This for them niggas who be hustlin' every day, yeah
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| This for them niggas screamin' «fuck it,"tote them Ks, yeah
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| This for them niggas quick to shoot you in your face, yeah
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| This for them niggas thuggin' 'til they in the grave, yeah
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| I got that Glock on me
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| And I ain’t stuntin', nigga think that he the dumbest
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| I’ma put that nigga under
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| I got them shots on me
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| I’m chasin' money, nigga play and I’ma burn him
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| I’m a Z, bitch I’m a zombie (slime) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everyday , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album Master the Day of Judgement, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп