T.M
Nine-11
Trigga mob nigga
Idea comin' for the 808
Beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog would end up snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Sayin' that you love me, but why you lyin' to my face
Not known for gankin, but known for gettin' ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
I've been mobbin' since a young adolescent
Still f*ck the opposition, they ain't never been
Steppers, how you stackin chips, but ain't never seen ten
How you get it in, but ain't never took a trip
My Vegas bitch ran off with a couple of bands
Now my other bitch listen to everything that I said
Went to the pen and bounced out, did that shit again
Friends is fake, don't tell me for that shit to send
Nine-11 problems, you pussy niggas ain't one
Lost some soldiers this year, say her prayer for the bloods
Little kids with some guns, and now they think that they dumb
Died with my brother Jake, he always beats my nub
Nine-11 problems, you pussy niggas ain't one
Lost some soldiers this year, say her prayer for the bloods
Little kids with some guns, and now they think that they dumb
Died with my brother Jake, he always beats my nub
10-11, beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog, would end up Snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Saying that you love me, but why you lying to my face
Not known for gankin, but known for getting ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
Ain't Gave her no dope dick in bout a week, now she dope sick
Them ads she gon' post it, that ass she gon' throw it
I sent my queen across the board, the king just be posted
Had to ask you out the circle, cause you be on some ho shit
I got more than one hustle, I don't never need no bitch
Cause being broke is tragic, count money, hands cramping
I can never trust another bitch, cause I'm damaged
You think you found the one, but she a bum, a real faggot
And let me find out the bitch tucking and I'm spazzin
Slap the f*ck up out a bitch, give a f*ck about her kids
I don't f*ck with stock clips, slap a drumming with a switch
And I f*ck with Trigga mob, they be f*cking with the crips
He said he don't like Gwalla, then I probably f*cked his bitch
Put dick and his baby mama wanna end his life and shit
He gave her a thousand dollars just to stay the night with him
Don't, do this to me bro, please baby
From here on out I'm only f*cking with the bitch if she selling it
Just cussed a fat bitch out, I feel bad for her skeleton
Nigga please pass the pre ain't get a chance to inhale it yet
I be clocking the most cheese out of these freaks with no melanin
From here on out I'm only f*cking with the bitch if she selling it
Just cussed a fat bitch out, I feel bad for her skeleton
Nigga please pass the pre ain't get a chance to inhale it yet
I be clocking the most cheese out of these freaks with no melanin
Beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog would end up snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Saying that you love me, but why you lying to my face
Not known for gangkin, but known for gettin ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
108Gwalla - Trust Issues (feat. Mobby Dime) Lyrics
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T.M
Nine-11
Trigga mob nigga
Idea comin' for the 808
Beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog would end up snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Sayin' that you love me, but why you lyin' to my face
Not known for gankin, but known for gettin' ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
I've been mobbin' since a young adolescent
Still f*ck the opposition, they ain't never been
Steppers, how you stackin chips, but ain't never seen ten
How you get it in, but ain't never took a trip
My Vegas bitch ran off with a couple of bands
Now my other bitch listen to everything that I said
Went to the pen and bounced out, did that shit again
Friends is fake, don't tell me for that shit to send
Nine-11 problems, you pussy niggas ain't one
Lost some soldiers this year, say her prayer for the bloods
Little kids with some guns, and now they think that they dumb
Died with my brother Jake, he always beats my nub
Nine-11 problems, you pussy niggas ain't one
Lost some soldiers this year, say her prayer for the bloods
Little kids with some guns, and now they think that they dumb
Died with my brother Jake, he always beats my nub
10-11, beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog, would end up Snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Saying that you love me, but why you lying to my face
Not known for gankin, but known for getting ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
Ain't Gave her no dope dick in bout a week, now she dope sick
Them ads she gon' post it, that ass she gon' throw it
I sent my queen across the board, the king just be posted
Had to ask you out the circle, cause you be on some ho shit
I got more than one hustle, I don't never need no bitch
Cause being broke is tragic, count money, hands cramping
I can never trust another bitch, cause I'm damaged
You think you found the one, but she a bum, a real faggot
And let me find out the bitch tucking and I'm spazzin
Slap the f*ck up out a bitch, give a f*ck about her kids
I don't f*ck with stock clips, slap a drumming with a switch
And I f*ck with Trigga mob, they be f*cking with the crips
He said he don't like Gwalla, then I probably f*cked his bitch
Put dick and his baby mama wanna end his life and shit
He gave her a thousand dollars just to stay the night with him
Don't, do this to me bro, please baby
From here on out I'm only f*cking with the bitch if she selling it
Just cussed a fat bitch out, I feel bad for her skeleton
Nigga please pass the pre ain't get a chance to inhale it yet
I be clocking the most cheese out of these freaks with no melanin
From here on out I'm only f*cking with the bitch if she selling it
Just cussed a fat bitch out, I feel bad for her skeleton
Nigga please pass the pre ain't get a chance to inhale it yet
I be clocking the most cheese out of these freaks with no melanin
Beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog would end up snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Saying that you love me, but why you lying to my face
Not known for gangkin, but known for gettin ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
Nine-11
Trigga mob nigga
Idea comin' for the 808
Beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog would end up snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Sayin' that you love me, but why you lyin' to my face
Not known for gankin, but known for gettin' ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
I've been mobbin' since a young adolescent
Still f*ck the opposition, they ain't never been
Steppers, how you stackin chips, but ain't never seen ten
How you get it in, but ain't never took a trip
My Vegas bitch ran off with a couple of bands
Now my other bitch listen to everything that I said
Went to the pen and bounced out, did that shit again
Friends is fake, don't tell me for that shit to send
Nine-11 problems, you pussy niggas ain't one
Lost some soldiers this year, say her prayer for the bloods
Little kids with some guns, and now they think that they dumb
Died with my brother Jake, he always beats my nub
Nine-11 problems, you pussy niggas ain't one
Lost some soldiers this year, say her prayer for the bloods
Little kids with some guns, and now they think that they dumb
Died with my brother Jake, he always beats my nub
10-11, beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog, would end up Snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Saying that you love me, but why you lying to my face
Not known for gankin, but known for getting ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
Ain't Gave her no dope dick in bout a week, now she dope sick
Them ads she gon' post it, that ass she gon' throw it
I sent my queen across the board, the king just be posted
Had to ask you out the circle, cause you be on some ho shit
I got more than one hustle, I don't never need no bitch
Cause being broke is tragic, count money, hands cramping
I can never trust another bitch, cause I'm damaged
You think you found the one, but she a bum, a real faggot
And let me find out the bitch tucking and I'm spazzin
Slap the f*ck up out a bitch, give a f*ck about her kids
I don't f*ck with stock clips, slap a drumming with a switch
And I f*ck with Trigga mob, they be f*cking with the crips
He said he don't like Gwalla, then I probably f*cked his bitch
Put dick and his baby mama wanna end his life and shit
He gave her a thousand dollars just to stay the night with him
Don't, do this to me bro, please baby
From here on out I'm only f*cking with the bitch if she selling it
Just cussed a fat bitch out, I feel bad for her skeleton
Nigga please pass the pre ain't get a chance to inhale it yet
I be clocking the most cheese out of these freaks with no melanin
From here on out I'm only f*cking with the bitch if she selling it
Just cussed a fat bitch out, I feel bad for her skeleton
Nigga please pass the pre ain't get a chance to inhale it yet
I be clocking the most cheese out of these freaks with no melanin
Beat the road, don't let it beat you
Don't f*ck with Drake, I got trust issues
Never knew my close dog would end up snake
One up top, cause I don't feel safe
You'll never get caught, if you don't leave no trace
Saying that you love me, but why you lying to my face
Not known for gangkin, but known for gettin ganked on
Better watch your back, I seen real niggas get spanked on
Writer: Roger Moore Jr
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