Da YMG Militia
Fatt Sino
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Hell yeah, the militia nigga Winner's team, youngin mobb all that shit Them young boyz ain't no joke Don't give a damn who you is They ready for to smoke'm (Ya know) Play with YMG that's how innocent peeps die First hit that I sent, I wasn't nervous nor crying (What) My young boyz will strip you out your jay's Go inside your pockets if you run off with the payment (Bitch) Behind me, the militia raised hell (For show) Even they'll murk fa me why the f*ck you calling twelve I got the feds working for me in the city (Bitch) Can find out where you be it's none to pop up let off fifty And I got so much power so I don't run with cowards Repping hot boys put a bitch, on the block (Ya know?) Lil mama thick as shit I got her sucking cock I said it so much (For sure), no one can really stop'm I always do my thing and I won't explain shit! They tried to take me out man my fam, was dropping hints (Damn!) My own family (My own peeps you know how it be man) But I gotta be A lot of suckas jus gotta see The magician never played about me (For sure for sure) Them young boyz ain't no joke Don't give a damn who you is they ready for to smoke'm (You know?) Play with YMG that's how innocent peeps die First hit that I sent I wasn't nervous nor crying (What!) My young boyz will strip you out yo jay's Go inside your pockets if you run off with the payment (Bitch!) Behind me, the militia raised hell Even they'll murk for me why the f*ck you calling twelve (Bitch ass) I go by Juug Grant, I'm only fucking dancers Met ha in the club (Mane) she made me spend a dub She want a shopping spree, she think she got a scrub I jus tell ha what she wanna hear till it's enough (Baby let me f*ck!) She step inside this house best believe she gettin plucked What can I say Ima villain at heart (Ya know?) But them boys should stop playing with the rawest This shit man I jus rolled up and sparked (Runtz) Got me (Stunt runtz) ready to hit a bitch from the back You know how I'm playing, and ass getting smacked You already know, the bitch jus want a thug That's why I made your dumb ass fall in love (Ho) They say that shit is very wrong, but these ho's do that shit up on they own (Mane) Think they finna run over a real nigga Man f*ck them ho's (Mane!) Them young boyz ain't no joke Don't give a damn who you is They ready for to smoke'm Play with YMG that's how innocent peeps die First hit that I sent, I wasn't nervous nor crying (What) My young boyz will strip you out your jay's Go inside ya pockets if ya run off with the payment (Bitch)
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