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(Hook x2) Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas That’s 100 young niggas getting money Well come hang with my young niggas, OG’s ain’t why I’m here (Verse) Jackpot, trap spot, crack rock, dues pot Too hot, 2Pac, rob you wit yo own Glock Blue watch, blue draw, with no top I’m so hot All my shows sold out, my bitch got her toes out Ten stripper seven now the team got so many shots A nigga got a lock, I need to send a bitch a green dot She feeling like a codeine fiend when the lean hot All my lean jacket pine, buy or bring that clean out I got big old diamond rings, man they look just like wedding rings Hold another up, you’s a runnerup trap king A bird brain nigga go for anything, anything Air heads, butterfly, ice cream, ice cream But you can’t throw piss on me, say it’s lemonade And you ain’t fooling, I know that chain Fugazzi I’m being under you so call me it’s yo lucky day I’m sucka free, don’t need no suckas round me anyway It’s Guwop! Letras de canciones(Hook x2) Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas That’s 100 young niggas getting money Well come hang with my young niggas, OG’s ain’t why I’m here (Verse) My mother sold dope, grandma yay My favorite uncle go and he still smoke yay I sold my uncle dope to dub on his chick date I know it’s wrong, I pun this ID like the next J I’m smoking weed, I’m tryna forget a couple court dates Gorilla out of jail turned into a cupcake Put a word out, a nigga get his cake baked I told my niggas run a G on yo ante Gucci got a lot of G’s on me VVV It’s 2013, I’m still so icy I heard tippin G’s say that they don’t like me Red bottom Gucci nigga do it just like dyke (Hook x2) Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas That’s 100 young niggas getting money Well come hang with my young niggas, OG’s ain’t why I’m here (Verse) If you think leather ain’t gold Like aces and Rollies It’s not a diss but take my Gucci clothes off and I’m Gucci still I can’t stop hustling still my mom live where Oprah live I used to drive by and wish I live like Holyfield And fuck Dr. Phil, is he bringing up the besil They say I’m bipolar but my diamonds they sure live Your favorite rapper pussy and his shooter’s bisexual If you can’t count I’m nearly 100, don’t say you want my living bro Then call me trap god, I’m a man, a god I was still a trap god at the traveller’s lodge At the gofe nice in all the icano large I cut my diamonds like jumbo now, labels dope so hard (Hook x2) Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas That’s 100 young niggas getting money Well come hang with my young niggas, OG’s ain’t why I’m here From Letras Mania