SpaceGhostPurrp - No Trouble lyrics

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SpaceGhostPurrp - No Trouble lyrics

[Hook: SpaceGhostPurrp] Y'all n***as don't want no trouble Y'all n***as don't want no trouble Y'all n***as don't want no trouble Y'all n***as don't want no trouble Beat him, beat him, beat him Beat him, beat him, beat his a** to the floor n***a Beat him, beat him, beat him Beat him, beat him, beat his a** to the floor n***a [Verse 1: Nell] Dread life, Southside, n***a get your head right Hopping up out, tote guns, those True's gon' meet you at the red light Black flag mask, and we flagging the f**ing four My n***as be 'bout that pressure, leave your a** on the f**ing floor So ask if you doesn't know, my n***a be 'bout them K's Leave them slayed, n***as be laid out That's how they taking the day route Cause n***as dying every day, loccin' up off the J Leaving them in the day, trying to get paid, putting them in the grave Catch 'em slipping with that beam, your hearing that pop, pop, and he off at the top His heart stop, and his body drop Slumped out and he mollywhopped So he better run, they aiming the gun And all of them batty man With the economy with ya', I'm coming to hit ya' Forty, he had that Tommy gun Cause we reside from the f**ing slums, get live as we f**ing want Lock him in the trunk cause we abide by the f**ing phonk I ride with a f**ing pump, look in my eyes See the gristle, it lies under rizzle of my pride n***a [Hook] [Verse 2: SpaceGhostPurrp] I'm from the Southside of that damn F.L.A Why disrespect if you gon' have to pay The consequences from the sh** that you say These busta a** n***as must learn the hard way To torture and torment these hoes everyday My city of demons who shoot up your place We broke in the club and we f**ed up the place I don't give a f** cause my n***a gon' spray Rat-tat-tat-tat what the f** got you spooked f** the police cause they crooked in blue This how we do and we keeping it true True to the day man, I ride for my crew Disrespect Jitt, now your life you gon' lose n***as gon' hate but these b**hes gon' choose Come to my city, then give you the blues They leave you real sh**ty, now you out your shoes [Hook]

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