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Alfred Hamilton Iii - Pua Lyrics

Real Nigga, Real Nigga, Real Nigga Radio
While most of you young niggas sitting around wondering who gon help you
My young niggas out here moving like who the fuk gonna stop us
Run up that motherfuking bag young nigga


GMG Shit
Gaten time to tell your motherfuking story
Streets been waiting on this shit
HaHa


It was just me and my young niggas trappin these bags
On god we started from nothin
Yeah that PLR cost me a band
Fuck it

I put my trust in my gun
Just smoked all that pua , ran up a 100 racks
They don’t even know what we on
The feds watch the spot

Get that pack off the truck shiddd
They don’t even know where it’s from
Lil brother want smoke we air a block out
Ain’t no hidin these huddit round drums
These VS1 hitting ain’t no hiding these rocks
This shit hit just like an alarm
I gotta treat the new whip I’m touring
I leave skkkkrrr marks all in this foreign

Trunk nigga full of these bags got the load in
GPS don’t know where I’m goin
Switched up the plug and switched up the reefer
Cause this a lil cheaper , then switch up demeanors

That nigga get money , what happened to you
That nigga was hatin get his ass out the bleachers
Exotic this reefer exotic this reefer
This loud I’m blowin you can hear through the speakers

This Dior I got on this buss down I’m rocking
I swear this that shit that you take to the cleaners
It was just me and my young niggas trappin these bags
On god we started from nothin

Yeah that PLR cost me a band
Fuck it
I put my trust in my gun
Just smoked all that pua, ran up a 100 racks

They don’t even know what we on
The feds watch the spot
Get that pack off the truck shiddd
They don’t even know where it’s from
They know this shit from LA
They know this shit from the bay
I was getting money perfecting this shot nigga
I use to go shoot in a crate

Dior on the toes when I step lil nigga
Better know these cost sum big rackays
I use to go stand in that line for J’s
But now we go swipe for dem J’s

A nigga want instance racks still fuck around with that payroll
Fucking with the wock got a nigga movin slow
Put me in a phase mode
But a nigga want his ahh took off

It’s still one call if I say so
It was just me and my young niggas trappin these bags
On god we started from nothin
Yeah that PLR cost me a band

Fuck it
I put my trust in my gun
Just smoked all that pua , ran up a 100 racks
They don’t even know what we on

The feds watch the spot
Get that pack off the truck shiddd
They don’t even know where it’s from