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windows down - trf boog lyrics

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windows down lyrics
ridin through the city wit the windows down, they ain’t know me before but who they know now. that young n*gga a problem, if its racks on his head then n*gga i bought em. i got my shooters wit me everywhere i go. they gon slaughter. and we ain’t trippin bout a n*gga or b*tch ain’t no pressure. we be wit whatever. and b*tch i walk inside the club wit my pistol f*ck who let us. we takin risks for this cheddar

ridin through the city wit the windows down, they ain’t know me before but who they know now. that young n*gga a problem, if its racks on his head then n*gga i bought em. i got my shooters wit me everywhere i go. they gon slaughter. and we ain’t trippin bout a n*gga or b*tch ain’t no pressure. we be wit whatever. and b*tch i walk inside the club wit my pistol f*ck who let us. we takin risks for this cheddar

too many done changed up, never let em change us. i almost had caught a body but we ain’t gon talk about it. and i can’t give my flame up, i don’t wan be famous. this sh*t gettin tricky too wicked for me to walk around it. imagine if i never took a risk, we was strugglin and livin in them bricks. now i done fell in love wit this lifestyle i dont want that sh*t later i need it right now. hurt my heart when the family be fallin out for nothin, that told me if u stand for something you can’t fall for nothing. all these b*tches say they love me but that don’t mean nothing. and how you ain’t know me before but now you say we cousins. i been ballin like the muf*ckin rucker, but baby know i ain’t trickin i ain’t no sucker. i done seen and did some sh*t i’m takin under, he a back door his potna, so watch who you call ya brotha

yeah i know how the game go, ya own city a take you out soon as ya name blow. the streets done took so much but my head i can’t hang low

yeah i know how the game go, ya own city a take you out soon as ya name blow. the streets done took so much but my head i can’t hang low

ridin through the city wit the windows down, they ain’t know me before but who they know now. that young n*gga a problem, if its racks on his head then n*gga i bought em. i got my shooters wit me everywhere i go. they gon slaughter. and we ain’t trippin bout a n*gga or b*tch ain’t no pressure. we be wit whatever. and b*tch i walk inside the club wit my pistol f*ck who let us. we takin risks for this cheddar

ridin through the city wit the windows down, they ain’t know me before but who they know now. that young n*gga a problem, if its racks on his head then n*gga i bought em. i got my shooters wit me everywhere i go. they gon slaughter. and we ain’t trippin bout a n*gga or b*tch ain’t no pressure. we be wit whatever. and b*tch i walk inside the club wit my pistol f*ck who let us. we takin risks for this cheddar

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