L.E.$. - Trill Nigga lyrics

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You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

Look, got no butts and got them bag box slut

Chained them all and ain’t no hand cuffing

One for nothing, should if I see it, then I get it

Fuck it, we ain’t … we living tomorrow with it

Polo to Versace, them niggas wanna copy

They try do it like me, but them boys took it sloppy

I step in … to keep it player

Independent nigga but moving like I’m a major

Word up in the dash, kush in the blunt,

Bitches in the back seat, never in the front

Tipping on them 44, candy in them bows

…white paint, I could show you how to hoe

Tattered up my body, put the diamonds in my chain

Make a bitch bow when they kiss my pinky ring

Know it ain’t the same, tell you niggas I’m a mac

That’s why I got the candy with the diamond in the back

Motherfucker I’m a pimp, love … shrimp

Pouring up that all and I’m walking with a limp

Name on the blimp, bitch the world’s been mine

Ever since I was a child, told them I was gonna shine

… recline, trunk in the sky

Till the day I die man I gotta ride fly

Steady riding slab, know no I’m coming down

And bet they know this, Le$ gonna grind

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga

You can’t fuck with a real nigga, you can’t fuck with a trill nigga