Fredo Santana - Nervous lyrics

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Fredo Santana - Nervous lyrics

[Hook] Life out here make ya nervous (make ya nervous) I say this life out here will make ya nervous (make ya nervous) Young trap n***a still servin (still servin) You's a p**y a** n***a and you know it (and you know it n***a) Let that gun in ya hand ain't gon blow sh** (ain't gon blow sh**) Check my resume I never told sh** (never told sh**) Call yourself a trapper you ain't sold sh** Wanna hold some money n***a hold this [Verse 1] Savage Squad Records I'm on my own dick (Squad sh**) When I'm fresh I need to peak the whole film (You see me man) Flexin' with your new girl that's my old b**h (old news) Let's get rich or some (Ay) Cops on bricks or some Got your girl in the back s**ing dick for fun (uhh) Keep that Tommy close Know I keep a gun (whaa?) Ain't sh** sweet I am not the one I'm gloed up my pole up Racks on me I roll up f** Big Glo I torch you up Drink on me I pour it up I'm leanin' I'm leanin f** you b**h my team lit Heard a n***a got k**ed No I ain't seen sh** [Hook] Life out here make ya nervous (make ya nervous) I say this life out here will make ya nervous (make ya nervous) Young trap n***a still servin (still servin) You's a p**y a** n***a and you know it (and you know it n***a) Let that gun in ya hand ain't gon blow sh** (ain't gon blow sh**) Check my resume I never told sh** (never told sh**) Call yourself a trapper you ain't sold sh** I'm a front street general, front street sargeant [Verse 2] Talk to me with respect b**h Talk to me with caution Point me to the booth or trap sh** I'm [?] Pull up on front street (damn you a** done lost it) Got that 50 rounds on my [?] (45) Got 100 rounds put it on my stick or some (AK) Guns never rosty f** you think I'm in it for? Get your a** whacked pull up on my stick or some In Cali on [?] wish a n***a test me Sippin' lean and smoking weed Know I got that Tec with me I'm ballin I'm ballin But I don't shoot no free throws Heard a n***a want beef Know I'm giving free smoke [Hook] Life out here make ya nervous (make ya nervous) I say this life out here will make ya nervous (make ya nervous) Young trap n***a still servin (still servin) You's a p**y a** n***a and you know it (and you know it n***a) Let that gun in ya hand ain't gon blow sh** (ain't gon blow sh**) Check my resume I never told sh** (never told sh**) Call yourself a trapper you ain't sold sh**

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