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Sir Yogi - TJH Lyrics



Sir Yogi - TJH Lyrics
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Young nigga, hang around dope killer Shit differ, really like Mike Thriller
Play with ya, get popped like hand splitter Heavy metals, diamond dancing on a gold bezel
Shit brass, more like bronze metal I get hot like a motherf*ckin' tea kettle
Raceway, I'm that type that never go settle Pain, tears, niggas think I skip levels
Pray to the most high, need less ties No G and Y, you ain't that guy
Singing in your raps yall niggas telling lies
Break her back down, leave a chick mortified The man getting paid off me, left me traumatize
I can never ask why, but I know why
You ever had premonitions that you gon' die
Struggle in your heart came through both eyes
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
She hate when she leave the windows open Neighbors hear a nigga slow strokin
Tight to the end, havin motion no back track Had to stay focused, had my team sworm like locusts
I be dressed down in that Lotus, Warren
Keep my hoes like my shoes, foreign
Steady on the head can't crash while tourin
Switch a bitch out if the neck work boringl
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
I been gone a long while now Half a ticket round the sun wow
Couple months and I'm back now
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Young nigga, hang around dope killer Shit differ, really like Mike Thriller
Play with ya, get popped like hand splitter Heavy metals, diamond dancing on a gold bezel
Shit brass, more like bronze metal I get hot like a motherf*ckin' tea kettle
Raceway, I'm that type that never go settle Pain, tears, niggas think I skip levels
Pray to the most high, need less ties No G and Y, you ain't that guy
Singing in your raps yall niggas telling lies
Break her back down, leave a chick mortified The man getting paid off me, left me traumatize
I can never ask why, but I know why
You ever had premonitions that you gon' die
Struggle in your heart came through both eyes
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
She hate when she leave the windows open Neighbors hear a nigga slow strokin
Tight to the end, havin motion no back track Had to stay focused, had my team sworm like locusts
I be dressed down in that Lotus, Warren
Keep my hoes like my shoes, foreign
Steady on the head can't crash while tourin
Switch a bitch out if the neck work boringl
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
Trapped, jailed, some, don't heal
I been gone a long while now Half a ticket round the sun wow
Couple months and I'm back now
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Writer: Ralph Hyland
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Performed By: Sir Yogi
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Ralph Hyland

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