31 - Jumpin'
This maahn dropped four cups of liqour
In one night, One
I saw things
Nigga wait
No, no nigga
I saw things
I heard things
Pain all I want to do is sleep dawg
That's all I wanna do
Yo did you out that back in the, in the
Pain Pain no, don't stress about that
That's back in the locker and all the things in
Where's the liquor at thou?
Did you see how many tanks they fucken
Yoh they got 4 of them joints and 2 more
We gotta shoot some
You felt how good that shit feels?
Yo that shit- Yoh I could finish a fucking tank
I wish I had the money to refill a tank
That shit's- Pain why did you fall dawg
I don't know, I thought it was coming to my face
(Columbus Bricks, Yeah)
Fuck it, we Double From Nuthn
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom
She knows regardless that we keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
Fuck It, we keep the Trench jumping (YSL)
Man fuck, all the long talk
It's about nothin that a nigga be with
Blood pact from that bankroll
Now when the cash call, I become bewitched
Water my neck, my wrist and my fist
When I pull up niggas get sea sick
Hawk eye, I can't miss but
When a nigga get clapped, bitch I ain't see shit
Trojan, in a Trojan
With a foreign lil bitch
That be a Porsche and a Portia
With a top off, big titts
To be a boss we had to boss up
So we tow truck big bricks
And with the shine we had the rose gold
Eva Mendes type links, you can't say shit
Put that on the clique
These niggas ain't bout shit, but talk shit like a bitch
We tryna get rich, cop some shit that don't make sense
Until then Ima be the Trench God and make hits
Kicks
Fuck em
Fuck it, we Double From Nuthn
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom
She knows regardless that we keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
Fuck It, we keep the Trench jumpin'
How the fuck he as real as this (I dunno)
How he stay fresh with the drip (You Dig)
How we keep him in the Trench
But he still got shit that wet a bitch (You Dig)
He ain't had none
How he sound better than the nigga
That we think's legit
Niggas still nigga shit and that's doing shit
That ain't got a stank
Never fold and never flinch (Nha)
When the beat on its a hit
When your bitch ain't home, you ain't gotta trip
Cos you know where she is
Got a daycare throat
Steady on the job, taking care of my kids (Of my seed)
You gon' have her home in a bit
So you can go ahead and kiss her lips
Tricks, stay on long sleeves (Bitch)
Boy I'm a East side OG (East Side)
These niggas friends with the police
niggas turn on your for a block cheese
Constipated, no shit
Fuck It, cos we arson when we link
Niggas fucked letting me link
With Columbus Bangers Bricks
Got that shit that bang a bitch
This that shit that bag a brick
This that fuck that rapping shit
And wrap an opp in a bag, you get?
YSL stay with that hard
Nigga ask your broad, let her cock my clip
I ain't never been a fraud
Put that on God
And my nigga Trojan bitch
Shit
Fuck em
Fuck it, we Double From Nuthn
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom
She knows regardless that we keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
Fuck It, we keep the Trench jumping (YSL)
In one night, One
I saw things
Nigga wait
No, no nigga
I saw things
I heard things
Pain all I want to do is sleep dawg
That's all I wanna do
Yo did you out that back in the, in the
Pain Pain no, don't stress about that
That's back in the locker and all the things in
Where's the liquor at thou?
Did you see how many tanks they fucken
Yoh they got 4 of them joints and 2 more
We gotta shoot some
You felt how good that shit feels?
Yo that shit- Yoh I could finish a fucking tank
I wish I had the money to refill a tank
That shit's- Pain why did you fall dawg
I don't know, I thought it was coming to my face
(Columbus Bricks, Yeah)
Fuck it, we Double From Nuthn
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom
She knows regardless that we keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
Fuck It, we keep the Trench jumping (YSL)
Man fuck, all the long talk
It's about nothin that a nigga be with
Blood pact from that bankroll
Now when the cash call, I become bewitched
Water my neck, my wrist and my fist
When I pull up niggas get sea sick
Hawk eye, I can't miss but
When a nigga get clapped, bitch I ain't see shit
Trojan, in a Trojan
With a foreign lil bitch
That be a Porsche and a Portia
With a top off, big titts
To be a boss we had to boss up
So we tow truck big bricks
And with the shine we had the rose gold
Eva Mendes type links, you can't say shit
Put that on the clique
These niggas ain't bout shit, but talk shit like a bitch
We tryna get rich, cop some shit that don't make sense
Until then Ima be the Trench God and make hits
Kicks
Fuck em
Fuck it, we Double From Nuthn
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom
She knows regardless that we keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
Fuck It, we keep the Trench jumpin'
How the fuck he as real as this (I dunno)
How he stay fresh with the drip (You Dig)
How we keep him in the Trench
But he still got shit that wet a bitch (You Dig)
He ain't had none
How he sound better than the nigga
That we think's legit
Niggas still nigga shit and that's doing shit
That ain't got a stank
Never fold and never flinch (Nha)
When the beat on its a hit
When your bitch ain't home, you ain't gotta trip
Cos you know where she is
Got a daycare throat
Steady on the job, taking care of my kids (Of my seed)
You gon' have her home in a bit
So you can go ahead and kiss her lips
Tricks, stay on long sleeves (Bitch)
Boy I'm a East side OG (East Side)
These niggas friends with the police
niggas turn on your for a block cheese
Constipated, no shit
Fuck It, cos we arson when we link
Niggas fucked letting me link
With Columbus Bangers Bricks
Got that shit that bang a bitch
This that shit that bag a brick
This that fuck that rapping shit
And wrap an opp in a bag, you get?
YSL stay with that hard
Nigga ask your broad, let her cock my clip
I ain't never been a fraud
Put that on God
And my nigga Trojan bitch
Shit
Fuck em
Fuck it, we Double From Nuthn
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom
She knows regardless that we keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
We keep the Trench jumpin'
Fuck It, we keep the Trench jumping (YSL)
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