No Retreat Yhung T.O. (Ft. Jay Rock)
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[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
This for my real niggas
Make 1 phone call right now, they gon' come deal with ya
I know shooters that don't know much, but they gon' kill niggas
I poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
My niggas ride around with them 40's [?]
My niggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
He copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
Niggas think that just cause I'm rich, I ain't still with it
[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Got that henny in my system, tryna [?] some shit
[?] up on my mind, tryna [?] some shit
Ain't no [?] out this bottle, Imma down this shit
She fucking with me, cause she know I'm lit
And she know I keep a bag on me
Show no respect, [?] step on your big homie
So quit that talking, if you ain't ready to [?]
Nigga, ain't no running from me whеn it's on
We tryna send a nigga home
Fighting dеmans on my own
And I know my niggas with me, if I'm right or wrong
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
This for my real niggas
Make 1 phone call right now, they gon' come deal with ya
I know shooters that don't know much, but they gon' kill niggas
I poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
My niggas ride around with them 40's [?]
My niggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
He copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
Niggas think that just cause I'm rich, I ain't still with it
This for my real niggas
Make 1 phone call right now, they gon' come deal with ya
I know shooters that don't know much, but they gon' kill niggas
I poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
My niggas ride around with them 40's [?]
My niggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
He copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
Niggas think that just cause I'm rich, I ain't still with it
[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Got that henny in my system, tryna [?] some shit
[?] up on my mind, tryna [?] some shit
Ain't no [?] out this bottle, Imma down this shit
She fucking with me, cause she know I'm lit
And she know I keep a bag on me
Show no respect, [?] step on your big homie
So quit that talking, if you ain't ready to [?]
Nigga, ain't no running from me whеn it's on
We tryna send a nigga home
Fighting dеmans on my own
And I know my niggas with me, if I'm right or wrong
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
This for my real niggas
Make 1 phone call right now, they gon' come deal with ya
I know shooters that don't know much, but they gon' kill niggas
I poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
My niggas ride around with them 40's [?]
My niggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
He copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
Niggas think that just cause I'm rich, I ain't still with it
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