Soulja Boy, Sean Kingston - Trial lyrics
[Soulja Boy, Sean Kingston - Trial lyrics]
My young nigga lost his trial
And he ain't coming home my young nigga be
Having conversations on the cellphone
That my nigga that my nigga yeah
That my nigga yeah
Trappin all damb day, cause I gotta get payed
I been hustling since 4
Made that money 4 ways gotta get it
Gotta get it no no
Niggas ain't my dawgs don't fold
And I'm by myself, but I gotta get it
I gotta get it switch up the flow
Niggas gon ride all my niggas gon ride yeah
Your niggas ain't bout it
Your niggas don't ride
All my niggas gon slide
We trap out the bando, we trap out the bando
Used to be broke, now we move a piano
I remember like yesterday
Me and Soulja, 2007
Had them hit's droppin like 7-11
I remember, niggas ain't want it
Niggas ain't talkin, niggas ain't bout it
Yeah you flossing, nigga we got it
SOD turn up we riding them foreigns yeah
I been stacking that paper
I been high all night
Jumpin pour up the purp
Gonna get murked
Niggas gon try
Niggas ain't with it, you niggas gon die
Smoking that strong yeah
Hop out the Coope hop out the Coope
I got the juice fasho
Look at the Rollie, and look at the Cuban
All of my diamonds so froze
I hop on the PJ, then I go do a show
50 K on the low apP watch it glo
Get to the cash get to the bands
Running it up all of this cash
All of these bands you know we gon stunt
Hop out the truck girls on us
Xan with the Lean
I switched your girl to Silene
Two kings
Hoppin out, Versace, everything on me clean
Everyday gon be new two cups full of juice
I just hopped out the Coope
Bentley truck hop out too
And we riding in foreigns
All this money is coming
All this money is pouring flying, I'm soring
And he ain't coming home my young nigga be
Having conversations on the cellphone
That my nigga that my nigga yeah
That my nigga yeah
Trappin all damb day, cause I gotta get payed
I been hustling since 4
Made that money 4 ways gotta get it
Gotta get it no no
Niggas ain't my dawgs don't fold
And I'm by myself, but I gotta get it
I gotta get it switch up the flow
Niggas gon ride all my niggas gon ride yeah
Your niggas ain't bout it
Your niggas don't ride
All my niggas gon slide
We trap out the bando, we trap out the bando
Used to be broke, now we move a piano
I remember like yesterday
Me and Soulja, 2007
Had them hit's droppin like 7-11
I remember, niggas ain't want it
Niggas ain't talkin, niggas ain't bout it
Yeah you flossing, nigga we got it
SOD turn up we riding them foreigns yeah
I been stacking that paper
I been high all night
Jumpin pour up the purp
Gonna get murked
Niggas gon try
Niggas ain't with it, you niggas gon die
Smoking that strong yeah
Hop out the Coope hop out the Coope
I got the juice fasho
Look at the Rollie, and look at the Cuban
All of my diamonds so froze
I hop on the PJ, then I go do a show
50 K on the low apP watch it glo
Get to the cash get to the bands
Running it up all of this cash
All of these bands you know we gon stunt
Hop out the truck girls on us
Xan with the Lean
I switched your girl to Silene
Two kings
Hoppin out, Versace, everything on me clean
Everyday gon be new two cups full of juice
I just hopped out the Coope
Bentley truck hop out too
And we riding in foreigns
All this money is coming
All this money is pouring flying, I'm soring