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no retreat - yhung t.o. lyrics

[chorus: yhung t.o.]
this for my real n*ggas
make 1 phone call right now, they gon’ come deal with ya
i know shooters that don’t know much, but they gon’ k!ll n*ggas
i poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
my n*ggas ride around with them 40’s [?]
my n*ggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
he copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
n*ggas think that just cause i’m rich, i ain’t still with it

[verse 1: yhung t.o.]
got that henny in my system, tryna [?] some sh*t
[?] up on my mind, tryna [?] some sh*t
ain’t no [?] out this bottle, imma down this sh*t
she f*cking with me, cause she know i’m lit
and she know i keep a bag on me
show no respect, [?] step on your big homie
so quit that talking, if you ain’t ready to [?]
n*gga, ain’t no running from me whеn it’s on
we tryna send a n*gga home
fighting dеmans on my own
and i know my n*ggas with me, if i’m right or wrong
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
this for my real n*ggas
make 1 phone call right now, they gon’ come deal with ya
i know shooters that don’t know much, but they gon’ k!ll n*ggas
i poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
my n*ggas ride around with them 40’s [?]
my n*ggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
he copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
n*ggas think that just cause i’m rich, i ain’t still with it

[verse 2: jay rock]
sipping on this hennicy, praying for my enomies
f*ck all my frienomies, tryna eas in
with all that bullsh*t energy
yeah n*gga trippin
no this not no vacay, [?] f*ck over you n*ggas like a rape case
i ain’t talking r. kelly, tell me, is you ready?
i been laying low with this scope
[?] you fake n*ggas from a far
i make sure my windows tinted, when i’m in the car
free my n*ggas [?] time
feds got my cell tapped, wish i had a hardline
a green dot with a text, and my k!llers silant
when my n*gga [?] then you know we wilin’
oh, you mad cause we stylin’ on you?
passport, jumpin thousand islands on you
back to the [?], leave without a scratch
name 1 n*gga who could do it like that
yeah
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
this for my real n*ggas
make 1 phone call right now, they gon’ come deal with ya
i know shooters that don’t know much, but they gon’ k!ll n*ggas
i poured the duse up with this 40, made me feel different
my n*ggas ride around with them 40’s [?]
my n*ggas [?] and got a bag, and we still [?]
he copped the plee, say he wanted, but he still [?]
n*ggas think that just cause i’m rich, i ain’t still with it

- yhung t o lyrics

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