lirik lagu french - ymn (young mali niggas)
[intro]
gang gang gang nigga
frenchy b-tch
up next yeah
mali gang nigga
cle
[verse 1]
got to stay strapped in the streets of the dot
young mali nigga on roads always hot
this my team and i’ll run up in your spot
you cuffing her but that’s mg thot
niggas trying to rob me for everything i got
been a hot nigga, free my bros that got caught
you claim you a hitta but you ain’t bust no shots
cle down bottom up top
my niggas all riding, we’ll get your top popped
drop you dead and we’ll leave you in a box
run around the map like my name terry fox
on the block posting up like i’m shaq
keep it on me cause i can’t risk to lack
fuck all that color shit i keep it all black
see you on roads and i’m shooting like red-ck
we don’t do fists yeah we stay with them sticks
like drake said, yeah i’m coming from the 6ix
never lacking so i’m gripping on my fifth
working everyday cause i’m trying to get rich
ain’t looking at her if she ain’t a bad b-tch
trapping every night trying to get this cash fast
talk slick and i’ll let the strap clap
dumb shots to your head, blow your snapback
they hating on me cause i’m making fast stacks
lil nigga get scared when i let the strap flash
shawty so thick, yeah i make her fucking back that
got some shooters and you know they from the 6ix side
niggas get scared when they see the fucking clip slide
you ain’t on the streets lil nigga yeah you inside
screaming vic park but i’m talking about north side
cp strapped, gripping on the caliber
lb hugging the block like galinberg(?)
strap with the lazer, and a fucking silencer
ride through the opps, yeah my b-tch is p-ssenger
drop your whole team, call it a opp m-ssacre
got some yg’s and they stay doing dirt
always ready to leave a opp on a shirt
chippin’ on net with no bread like a bird
silly shooter fade away no dirk
lost a couple niggas man that shit hurt
rookies in the game shooting like trey burke
fuck with my gang and you’ll get your -ss murked
in the cut with my gang and a couple whores
nigga wants beef, man i’ll bring it to your door
d-cked her down once and she’s coming for more
see you in traffic and i’ll drop you to the floor
i’m trying to get rich man i started off poor
i ride through the opps when i get bored
my nigga cp shooting and he score
different designers from every different store
grinding in these streets while you niggas fucking snore
spending on this money yeah you know i make more
[outro]
yeahhhhh
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