King Von - All These Ngas (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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King Von - All These Ngas (en) Lyrics
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All these niggas actin' like they
with that shit, I ain't stuntin'
these niggas (Let's get it)
Lamb' truck sittin' so low had
to crouch my back, fuck around,
had to sit on my pimp
How you gon' back door nigga you
love for a little bit of clout?
That's a shame on niggas
(Shame on niggas)
How you gon' sit in my car,
tryna play Lil Pump like
we ain't too dangerous?
Bro got trial, he lost faith,
he looked up when they changed
the verdict (Let's get it)
Robbers goofy, stains pay me for
a song, don't clear the verse
(Don't clear the verse)
We don't go off names, I don't
care who they is, we go off
murders (We go off murders)
This your first time buying that za
za, I need 4K for the sherbet
He a pussy, I know niggas in his hood,
that boy a ho (That boy a ho)
That pussy dookie, I be
fuckin' his main bitch
And he don't know (And he don't know)
We got .45 drums, everytime they
see me I'm on go (Bow-bow)
Tooka in my lung, I say that
everytime, 'cause he got
smoked (He got smoked)
Fuck how you feel, for real, my
best friend, he got killed
We was in that field for real, blowin'
niggas down, boy, come here
Everything I say, I mean it,
6ix9ine he say he seen't it
They know King Von a demon,
super cold that boy anemic
Nigga, don't say it in my face
They say it when I turn my back
Lil' nigga, let's do it (Let's do it)
Ain't gotta back door, ain't
gotta snake you out
Lil' nigga, you know we into it
Nigga, you ain't good in your hood
You can't even go to your hood
Why you tryna blame your hood?
You don't wear chains in the hood
You don't even claim your hood
O'Block, OTF, 300, bitch,
just check the stats
Nigga said that he be throwin' shots,
I bet he catch 'em back
I called folks'em late, I know they
up, I know they in the trap (Trap)
Got his lo', man his ass a goofy
got his shit off Snap'
I been shootin' guns, I got
bodies from way back
I spent a lot on bonds, once I
beat my case I made it back
You know they like to run, but you better
not trip, boy, watch your step
And I'm just havin' fun, and I got
that aim shoot like I'm Steph
Bet yo' bitch wanna meet me,
she seen me on the TV
She in love with all these VV's,
Icebox made my shit look 3D
Hell no, I ain't hear your CD
I'm right here in your city (Uh, huh)
They like, "Von, you better
tuck your chain"
Don't nobody wanna die, ain't
nobody that silly
You know they like to run
But you better not trip,
boy, watch your step
And I'm just havin' fun
And I got that aim shoot
like I'm Steph
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