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$tupid Young

Gon Go

 

Gon Go

(album: The Yellow Tape - 2019)


[MBNel:]
In this game that we play, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Niggas dying, mamas crying, it's the rules to the game
That's just how we move, always keep that tool
Just give me that green light, then all my niggas bust a move
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy

[$tupid Young:]
I got a car full of shooters and they gon' go
Lost so many niggas sticking to the bro code
Sipping all this Henny 'cause my bros gone
Riding solo like the logo on my Polo
Bitch, I'm raised in the streets, I could never fold
I was locked up in the station and I never told
Man, I'm pressing all these niggas, think they hella bold
I was raised in the streets where it's hella cold
Niggas on drugs turn to dope fiends
I was in the streets, I had no dreams
Plotting on some crumbs, I had no cream
Used to only want a gram, I need the whole thing
It get crazy in the streets
Niggas shady in the streets
Keep a three-eighty in the streets
Just in case they play me in the streets
I go crazy with the heat, 'cause

[MBNel:]
In this game that we play, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Niggas dying, mamas crying, it's the rules to the game
That's just how we move, always keep that tool
Just give me that green light, then all my niggas bust a move
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy, ayy

You claim you looking for me, look harder
I got this forty in my pocket that'll wet you like water
And free my niggas out the cages, we just gotta move smarter
We fucking up the sucker niggas, every move, they be watching
And if the nigga hiding out then brodie popping his partner
Just know that you a fucking target, operating with oppers
We rocking with the fully things and cuzzo just made a chopper
My young lies going mainey, painting shit like an artist
We leaving niggas on they asses, ask the last nigga
We wasn't giving that nigga any passes
Trigger finger itching like some niggas got some rashes
Leave you on the curb for thinking we on some rap shit, ayy, ayy
Pulll up on 'em and we hopping out
Niggas hella mad, we who popping out, ayy
Pulll up on 'em and we popping out, ayy
Niggas hella mad 'cause we who popping out

In this game that we play, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Niggas dying, mamas crying, it's the rules to the game
That's just how we move, always keep that tool
Just give me that green light, then all my niggas bust a move
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy
All my niggas gon' go, ayy, ayy

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