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Neighborhood (feat. Kane200) Video (MV)




Performed By: Trustganglilchris
Language: English
Length: 3:37
Written by: Christian Coleman




Trustganglilchris - Neighborhood (feat. Kane200) Lyrics




He said he wanted some smoke
200 Neighborhood Loc
Yo bitch said she wanted to f*ck
I can't 'cause i'm running up bucks
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin

(Trust gang)
I got a bag and y'all broke( Y'all broke)
223 with a beam and a scope
Backwood for who want the smoke ( Who want it )
Suck my dick bitch let me feel yo throat ( Let me feel it )
I hit the dope and i damn near choked
He talk gangsta i know he don't tote
I cut her off you ain't my type no more ( Nah)
I cut her off you and my type no more (Bitch)
I freestyle i don't write no more (Not at all)
Keep a gun i don't fight no more (Not at all )
I'm trying to sellout a show (A show)
Then count me a bankroll ( A bank)
I'm trying to count up with the team Bitch you know we getting that green
Designer belt and it hold up my jeans
My niggas be toting them infrared beams
Trustgang that be the move
Y'all niggas switching and changing Y'all crews
I did a lot of street and gang shit
I swear to god it never made the news
I was trapping all day and night
I ain't changed my clothes in 3 days
I'm balling hard keep a heat call me d wade
You don't want no problems i'm balling like i'm 2k( Swish)
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He said he wanted some smoke
200 Neighborhood Loc
Yo bitch said she wanted to f*ck
I can't 'cause i'm running up bucks
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin
Neighborhood crippin

(Trust gang)
I got a bag and y'all broke( Y'all broke)
223 with a beam and a scope
Backwood for who want the smoke ( Who want it )
Suck my dick bitch let me feel yo throat ( Let me feel it )
I hit the dope and i damn near choked
He talk gangsta i know he don't tote
I cut her off you ain't my type no more ( Nah)
I cut her off you and my type no more (Bitch)
I freestyle i don't write no more (Not at all)
Keep a gun i don't fight no more (Not at all )
I'm trying to sellout a show (A show)
Then count me a bankroll ( A bank)
I'm trying to count up with the team Bitch you know we getting that green
Designer belt and it hold up my jeans
My niggas be toting them infrared beams
Trustgang that be the move
Y'all niggas switching and changing Y'all crews
I did a lot of street and gang shit
I swear to god it never made the news
I was trapping all day and night
I ain't changed my clothes in 3 days
I'm balling hard keep a heat call me d wade
You don't want no problems i'm balling like i'm 2k( Swish)
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Writer: Christian Coleman
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