Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Hiding

Probably in yo

1: NBA Youngboy]
Private number my phone say that ima kill ya
I told that nigga I ain't hiding I'm probably in yo
I keep it with me pull on me and gone get wicked
All this shit these doing i swear that i don't feel them
11 thousand around my neck and just up in chains
10 bands up in fresh up out the bank
You ain't my roun pussy nigga you don't feel my
This shit i spit on tracks facts
It a fucking game
It ain't a song that I I don't think about Dave
I walk on stage , thousand people screaming my
He think i owed him something
I don't owe him a
Bitch you make me show you something
You go the grain
my niggas to bust you up since you think that i'm playing
One we hit two back to back
Like what you saying ?
I cut the barrel, make it short, got from cross the track
Catch you down bad and we gone bust your ass
My OG say you'll shoot that don't make you a man
It's how you play your hand or react you in that jam
This for my dead and gone and the one's in the can
Ima forever hold it forever take a stand

NBA Youngboy]
You say you looking for me
I ain't bout it
yo nuts and play with me (Get Touched)
I bet 5 on it
That's on my mama all us bout drama
(Bitch we Slanging iron it)
Reppin you step we really spare
(These niggas lying it)
50 choppa for whoever want it
You how we coming
Run up on ya put bitch up on ya, put this bitch up on ya
Shit get gotta stay up on it
know who out to get ya
Better yo homies

2: NBA Youngboy]
Wake up every tryna get a dollar
When you down and ain't got
ain't got no holla
Gotta get this shit for my lil
get it for my mama
You bet not short me out my
I every dollar (or else)
Ima bust yo head cause i don't play that
We gone load up with them
We gone where you stay at
Can't keep hitting the like this Youngboy
Too people on that
I don't give a
Ain't stopping till' I get my shit (believe that)
Nigga said again when the sun down
All night we wait till' he come out
See his ass hop out on him the Glock out
it is ?
It's a man
Where I'm I was taught never stand down
Once my youngin believe I'm coming back around
Suppressor on the front away the sound
(Suppressor on the front take the sound)

[Hook: NBA
You say you looking for me
I ain't bout it
yo nuts and play with me (Get Touched)
I bet 5 on it
on my mama all us bout that drama
(Bitch we Slanging bout it)
like you step we really spare
(These lying bout it)
50 round for whoever want it
You know how we
Run up on ya put bitch up on ya, put this bitch up on ya
get gutta gotta stay up on it
Never who out to get ya
Better yo homies