Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Hiding

Probably in yo

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

NBA Youngboy]
You say you looking for me
I ain't bout it
Drop yo nuts and with me (Get Touched)
I bet 5 on it
That's on my all us bout that drama
(Bitch we Slanging iron it)
Reppin like you step we spare
(These niggas bout it)
50 round choppa for whoever it
You how we coming
Run up on ya put this 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 morning get a dollar
When you down and ain't got
ain't got no holla
Gotta get this for my lil boys
get it for my mama
You bet not short me out my
I every dollar (or else)
Ima bust yo fucking head cause i don't that
We gone up with them cuttas
We gone where you stay at
Can't keep the block like this Youngboy
Too many on that
I don't a motherfuck
stopping till' I get my shit back (believe that)
Nigga said spin when the sun down
All night we gone till' he come out
See his ass hop out on him the Glock out
it is ?
It's a man
Where I'm from I was taught never down
Once my youngin spin believe I'm coming back
Suppressor on the take away the sound
(Suppressor on the front take the sound)

[Hook: NBA
You say you looking for me
I ain't hiding it
Drop yo nuts and with me (Get Touched)
I bet 5 on it
That's on my mama all us bout that
(Bitch we iron bout it)
Reppin like you we really spare
(These niggas lying it)
50 round choppa for whoever it
You know how we
Run up on ya put this bitch up on ya, put this up on ya
Shit get gutta gotta up on it
Never who out to get ya
watch yo homies