YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Another Episode (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Another Episode (en) Lyrics
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Man down, mm, look
(Play that back, Lucent)
That's a dirty thirty, uh, hold up
That's a dirty thirty,
frrt, baow, baow
Nigga, that's a what that was, 5?
Let it off, fuck it
I don't give a fuck, just
let it off, bang
Bro shot five times from the Honda,
pussy bitch tried runnin' (Yeah)
Hit him in his leg, soon as
he drop, that's when you
walk down on him (Baow)
Hit him in his head, we skrrt off fast,
now, slow down, bend the corner
'Nother episode, hit the lights
'fore we pull up on 'em (Yeah)
I just want the body (Yeah),
I won't tell nobody (Yeah)
I got plenty bodies (Yeah), I like
to rap about it (Yeah, yeah)
I don't give no fuck about it, bitch,
I'll shoot up your body (Hold on)
Baby, shake your body, I just
wanna see you pop it
I was fucked up inside my
hood as a young nigga
Neighbors ain't want they children runnin'
with me 'cause I slump niggas
Nigga played with me at Capital
Middle, what I did?
At the school dance, I had DDawg
outside, bangin' at 'em, tryna
knock off all his wig
1500 block, E let shots up out
the car, behind the kid
My mama told me, promise I'll
never kill a nigga from my hood,
once she found out I did
But I fucked up 'cause I doubled back
I done smacked a pussy-ass nigga
'bout that yappin', he ain't
never been 'bout that
Nigga, this Top
And I'm gon' pull up, drop my top with
my son and daughter in the car
With a thirty stick hangin' out
my Glock, I'm screamin',
"Bitch, you don't want war"
I throw my 5, I twist my fingers and
watch my daughter throw that North
I'm raisin' my son to be a hitter, my
lil' nigga don't ever fuckin' talk
I make the police draw the
chalk, Ba zipped him, made
him close his mouth
Why you think the industry don't
like me? I knocked 'bout
three of these bitches off
Nigga, I step in 23s, I say, "I'm
born to walk that walk"
I got a knife inside my bunk, no bond,
I don't know when I'm goin' home
I'ma act, you pull a act off
Bitch talkin' to this MAC sound
You run, I'ma blow your back out
Bitch, I'm gon' make you lay down
I'm finna go back to that North, right
where the fuck I was found
Behind the TV at papa house, I left
you a package, my dog, yeah
Get your hustle on (Hustle),
trap it 'til the morning
Me and my lil' brother come
walk 'em down (Bust 'em), or
I'll do it on the muscle
Switch out the plate in the
back of the car while I'm smokin'
and holdin' a Drac'
'Fore I jump out the whip,
I'ma pull my mask down
The whole world know my face, but
I don't stop and I don't guess
Soon as I pop out, I'm gon' blitz
Fuck your body, my first body,
boy, my mama made me get it
Four years old with my bandana, I'm
a gangster, I'm the sickest
Where the nigga who I killed?
Dead right now
Was poppin' pills with him
and breakin' and enterin'
That's kamikaze
I just wanna see you move
I wan' see you pop it (Yeah)
Baby, shake your body (Yeah)
I just wanna see you move (Yeah)
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