
Bring It On YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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[Intro]
(Any last words?)
(D-Roc)
[Refrain]
I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag
Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, nigga, fetch that
Bitch nigga, fuck nigga
Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass
All these niggas hoes
And they know I be on they ass (Uh)
Nigga say they want me, I be on it
I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag
Big Mac, nigga know I let go that, buss his ass (Let's go)
That's my gang bro, mama, he ain't make it home
[Verse 1]
Plenty killings in the fuckin' city
I'm out of action, I ain't been up in it
Said the whole town with that murder business
Said them young niggas wit' them 30s sittin'
Waitin', for to pull another killin'
Rap niggas catch this whole semi
Fuck 'round, leave his soul different
Don't bring me in no mentions
Got this thirty on me, nigga (Yeah)
Find out whеre they home, thеy gon' all get it
I been tryna raise my children, ain't whack something in a lil' minute
These niggas, they know I'm wit' it
Know they don't want drag me in it
It's gon' be some bullets flyin' and mamas cryin' inside the city
They know this murder shit, I came in with and leave out with it
They know I'm bloody and got more bodies then they whole committee
Ever since a toddler, been a problem, they can't fuckin' get me
Lil' bro gon' pop out wit' it
(Any last words?)
(D-Roc)
[Refrain]
I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag
Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, nigga, fetch that
Bitch nigga, fuck nigga
Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass
All these niggas hoes
And they know I be on they ass (Uh)
Nigga say they want me, I be on it
I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag
Big Mac, nigga know I let go that, buss his ass (Let's go)
That's my gang bro, mama, he ain't make it home
[Verse 1]
Plenty killings in the fuckin' city
I'm out of action, I ain't been up in it
Said the whole town with that murder business
Said them young niggas wit' them 30s sittin'
Waitin', for to pull another killin'
Rap niggas catch this whole semi
Fuck 'round, leave his soul different
Don't bring me in no mentions
Got this thirty on me, nigga (Yeah)
Find out whеre they home, thеy gon' all get it
I been tryna raise my children, ain't whack something in a lil' minute
These niggas, they know I'm wit' it
Know they don't want drag me in it
It's gon' be some bullets flyin' and mamas cryin' inside the city
They know this murder shit, I came in with and leave out with it
They know I'm bloody and got more bodies then they whole committee
Ever since a toddler, been a problem, they can't fuckin' get me
Lil' bro gon' pop out wit' it
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