Thirty Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Thirty Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Cash money ap
Ima start, ima start off talking n#gg#
Shid, i ain’t.. i ain’t pressed {?}…

Took it to thirty, they want me to flop
Cashed out ina’ minute then tore up the car
Dirty #ss thirty bought straight from the block
n#gg# you make me nervous, i’m letting it pop

1015 ain’t playing with blocks
Blood {?} can’t tell me stop
Trap all night, we ain’t close up shop. (straight facts)
They know who we are

I got some money, went bought me a thirty
Ima ride in that bentley, that bentley bring courage
I let off with that glizzy, you know i ain’t worried
Ima shooter specific, they calling me curry

Thot lil’ b#tch called me say birdie
Killers with me, want beef? say murder!
Come from the dirty, we do that boy dirty, shootout in the street and the neighbors they heard it
I bet her 10 after 10, swevin’ ya block ina benz

b#tches be callin’ me kin, i don’t even know who they is
Down lil’ b#tch i ain’t found one yet
Checkin’ on me n#gg# come correct
44. blow like, bow n#gg# blatt!

If i am that, everybody say yeaaaah
Took me a zan, and i am for the star
Different from them, you can hear every bar
Catch an attempt and i beat every charge

Come from the hip and i hit with the rod
Chippewa street, that’s some 38 boys
{?}… sends them shots at ya car
Life real good, but i live real hard

Said it before, b#tch they know who we are
Took it to thirty, they want me to flop
Cashed out ina’ minute then tore up the car
Dirty #ss thirty bought straight from the block

n#gg# you make me nervous, i’m letting it pop
1015 ain’t playing with blocks
Blood {?} can’t tell me stop
Trap all night, we ain’t close up shop. (straight facts)

They know who we are
Shopping with b#tches, she like it i get it, she picking i’m with it, just know that i’m buying
I ain’t even one of them real deal slimes
You know i’m on it, b#tch bad real fine

Play with a n#gg#, you paying that fine
Get outcha’ body, i up with that iron
I ain’t liking the flow, i ain’t wasting my time
I ain’t quitting on nothin’, you know i keep trying

Straight on pluto, land them boys
Spade after spade, ima vette with the cards
Invasion invade, i stay with the sword
If you want to stay, you sleep with the boys

Got too many guns, my son like toys
How you wanna do it, i’m accurate with darts
I play with her twat, she skeet, tell her watch
I don’t got no mind, you know i’m retarded

1015 ain’t playing with blocks
Blood {?} can’t tell me stop
Trap all night, we ain’t close up shop. (straight facts)
They know who we are

Took it to thirty, they want me to flop
Cashed out ina’ minute then tore up the car
Dirty #ss thirty bought straight from the block
n#gg# you make me nervous, i’m letting it pop

Took it to thirty, they want me to flop
Cashed out ina’ minute then tore up the car
Dirty #ss thirty bought straight from the block
n#gg# you make me nervous, i’m letting it pop

1015 ain’t playing with blocks
Blood {?} can’t tell me stop
Trap all night, we ain’t close up shop. (straight facts)
They know who we are
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