Tricky
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Lyrics
These niggas tricky I can't trust a soul cuz they wicked You want rounds? cuz I got 50 Man I wish a nigga would like a genie Yea These niggas tricky I can't trust a soul cuz they wicked You want rounds? cuz I got 50 Man I wish a nigga would like a genie Yea Still can't trust soul Gotta keep a semi Rep Darkside 419 always in me And my pops always worried bout the weed in the house But blocks always hot I see the cops coming out god damn I remember that first time I saw the stick Knew it had some bodies on it don't know who it is huh, You can sell the drugs just don't sell it to kids, huh You can shoot the block up but you cannot shoot the kids Niggas they talk up Niggas they really ops huh Niggas they moving wock yea Really it's too hot Really it's hublah yea I was on smith st Use to walk down goodrich Use to all do hood shit Niggas I sparred with brawled in the park with yea had to get lost yea Now they be hating Thinking they sanctioned Chasing the rankings yea See me they envy they mad you was a friend of me now you a enemy Yea you switching the energy Yea you switching the energy These niggas tricky I can't trust a soul cuz they wicked You want rounds? cuz I got 50 Man I wish a nigga would like a genie Yea These niggas tricky I can't trust a soul cuz they wicked You want rounds? cuz I got 50 Man I wish a nigga would like a genie Yea
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:52
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 155 BPM