Testo Hungry - Trouble
Testo della canzone Hungry (Trouble), tratta dall'album Skoob Fresh
Uh heh, Shawty Fresh on the track
Yeah, uh heh, Skoob
Stunt, back of the room not for the weak
They tryna play you like you goddamn sweet
I need these flip like every goddam week
Just bout my bread it ain't no goddam p
You gotta be hungry my nigga
You gotta be piss poor hungry
You gotta be chasin' that bread
Can't get nothin' sittin' up in the bed
You gotta be hungry my nigga
You gotta be piss poor hungry
That's why when you ain't got you nothin'
Gotta sit back and come up wit somethin'
Gotta come up wit somethin' no commercial
Can't be out this bitch stealin' purses
I know situation get the worsest mine, but shit could really get more worser
I know she hurtin' when she cursin', who the fuck thought that I'd make it
Came in the bank I'm writin' in cursive, I guess nigga really got personal
It seem like I'm built like the churches, it seem like the Rev kinda hurt
I must give you chance after chance, its on you to show that you worth it
Bullshit you not, I throw that shit up like I'm thirsty
I throw that shit back like a jersey, she was leechin' OG taught me early
Stunt, back of the room not for the weak
They tryna play you like you goddamn sweet
I need these flip like every goddam week
Just bout my bread it ain't no goddam p
You gotta be hungry my nigga
You gotta be piss poor hungry
You gotta be chasin' that bread
Can't get nothin' sittin' up in the bed
You gotta be hungry my nigga
You gotta be piss poor hungry
That's why when you ain't got you nothin'
Gotta sit back and come up wit somethin'
Gotta stunt on these niggas like some kind of bird
I'm thuggin' word to blunt is my nigga Jerz
I don't betray Ikey right on my neck
Just to fuck wit yo lil bitches and nerves
I don't want no problem with none of these lil' niggas
They act like some bitches I rather see girls
RIP Eazy I'm smooth as a curls, pray for Skoob and watch I hit you
Yeah she bad, yeah she bad, guess what she is
But I'd rather get cash, and then hit that ass, that what I did
Look at my pants, look at my pants, made it out of that shit
Pray for them bands, pop me a xan, definition of lit
Stunt, back of the room not for the weak
They tryna play you like you goddamn sweet
I need these flip like every goddam week
Just bout my bread it ain't no goddam p
You gotta be hungry my nigga
You gotta be piss poor hungry
You gotta be chasin' that bread
Can't get nothin' sittin' up in the bed
You gotta be hungry my nigga
You gotta be piss poor hungry
That's why when you ain't got you nothin'
Gotta sit back and come up wit somethin'
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Writer(s): Mariel Orr, Leodius Forte
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