Testo Wildin' - Trouble feat. T.I.
Testo della canzone Wildin' (Trouble feat. T.I.), tratta dall'album 16
We don't take no days off, nah for real
Yeah, you by yourself on that shit, young nigga, know that shit
Let's thug it out, you'll be aight (done deal)
Man the streets been wildin', keep on losin' all the jits (yeah)
Everybody wildin', we just lettin' off these sticks (brr, brr)
Dawg just had a baby but he still down on his dick (damn!)
I just told my baby "you is not gon' want for shit"
Just stick to the G code, loyalty gon' pay off (yeah)
Nigga don't wanna see smoke, nigga don't take no days off
Man that shit be crazy, I just do it for who I love
Much appreciation just for rocking with a thug (yeah)
Granny say she needs some Marlboro, I brought cools
Knowing what that pressure like, need smoke you one or two
Dawg says you need some help for time 'cause shit been slow
Oh, I got your back dawg, just come to my front door
I won't turn my back dawg, I hope that's something you know (back dawg)
You ain't never turn your back dawg, I seen your face in court
Plenty homies talk behind a nigga's back, cross me, yeah, how they play me (damn!)
Act like you ain't a fake (yeah), exactly how a nigga played it (shit)
Still ain't wishin' bad on not one of y'all niggas (shit)
Still ain't wishin' bad on not one of y'all bitches
Just keep it on me B, I'm minding my own business
This money goin' up and down, you're riding on switches, yeah, I'm talkin' to the youngin'
Man the streets been wildin', keep on losin' all the jits (yeah)
Everybody wildin', we just lettin' off these sticks (brr, brr)
Dawg just had a baby but he still down on his dick (damn!)
I just told my baby "you is not gon' want for shit"
Just stick to the G code, loyalty gon' pay off (yeah)
Nigga don't wanna see smoke, nigga don't take no days off (yeah)
Man that shit be crazy, I just do it for who I love
Much appreciation just for rocking with a thug
Certified westside, zone one, hold it down
Ain't a damn thing changed, hit the 'caine, ho I been here, huh
First to ever do it for the niggas in the traphouse
Put that shit to music, showed you niggas how to do it, huh
Summer after summer, don't act like you don't remember
Had every major city in the nation goin' mental
Think this shit coincidental, bitch I'm still getting paid
Might fuck the same bitches but I'm chillin' and you chasin'
I swear I still can wake and spend a million in a day
But nowadays I'd rather see a million in the safe
A chameleon, bitch I'm good on every coast and every state
Learned some rules you never break, 'cause you could die for your mistakes (yeah)
Man the streets been wildin', keep on losin' all the jits (yeah)
Everybody wildin', we just lettin' off these sticks (brr, brr)
Dawg just had a baby but he still down on his dick (damn!)
I just told my baby "you is not gon' want for shit"
Just stick to the G code, loyalty gon' pay off (yeah)
Nigg don't wanna see smoke, nigga don't take no days off (yeah)
Man that shit be crazy, I just do it for who I love
Much appreciation just for rocking with a thug, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, William Boyette
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.