Yung Ro Lyrics - You Gonna Love Me lyrics

You Gonna Love Me lyrics (Lyrics)

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[talking]
I promise, geah I love this shit man
You gotta love me man, you gon love me after this one
Man thats a promise man I love you, the boy

[Yung Ro]
I wanna make you love me, but thats an im-possible task
Down that road theres a possible crash, could end up in the hospital fast
I bust shots when Im mad, I bust shots when Im sad
And when Im happy I bust shots, reminding niggaz I can get mad
Can get aggd, can call Cham can scoop 50
Can get Rasaq, Cat, Hatta, J-Mack, Lil E will shoot with me
Plus Boogie will shoot any blank space, dont matter the same
Dont believe me sign on the dotted line, and dont forge your name
The Boys the name record the pain, Pac spit the same shit
Pass me his shoes comfortable, what do you know the same fit
I let the flames rip, got the key to the game dick
Its going down like your main bitch, Ro suffered pain thick remain sick
My brains quick, fly talking till the brain quit
Mami say that my brains quick, Im flattered bu the missions to get brains quick
Get brain switched, same bitch lame bitch
She say dont share shes not the hoe my bad, would you rather me call you dame bitch
Im on the same shit, that got my nigga put away
But I cant seem to put away, the fact they wanted to put me away
But I saw good in J, made me an offer I couldnt say
No to man talk with a purpose, condiment I think he stood this way
His thumb on his chin, while rubbing his goa-tee
Squinching his eyes like a wise man, so proud that he chose me
That very thought froze me, I knew I had a mission
And through that with faith in God, I could attacked this mission
I dont just rap Im living, this hood stuff sonny
Street wisdom no books homie, take in many tip from me
Wanna see me look up dummy, not on my level you should done in
It seems like since I look at money the way I do, they all want a hook-up from me
But tell em Im not a fool, so go ask Bart halemuel
A lot of tools get shot at you, no time for a ditch backyard or pool
Ill make you road kill, get crushed like them possums do
Shouldnt of been running in traffic, dumb shit like them possums do
B. Booker coming back from the Penn, he say I got em through
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And L. Dogg peeping my pad, while we writing trying to see what Im jotting new
Im talking to my money now, honey how are you fine I hope
Just kidding fine I know, grinding mo fuck shining yo
Cause I dont shine I glow, not man made cant cop it fool
And I hear dudes out there mocking who, Nobody come on stop it dude
Unless you want a shot at you, boom-boom blocker you
M-m got him good, Ambulance vroom-vroom gotta move
Gotta do what I gotta do, its all bidness watch it dude
Cause the real ones cross mixed attempt dont it, and I dont know what you got to prove
Now look what Ro has blossomed to, money got niggaz watching you
You watching him he watching you, they watching you you watching who
Got you boom now you doomed, shot in the leg and hopping too
Streets hot as hell shoot the block aint cool, kids listen up this what rocks will do
We bake good cakes the hood make em, without chopping dude
X-O, drank, dro, wet thats whats popping dude
Ooh whats popping boo, she like ooh youre not youre who
Im like take a guess, star struck she like youre-youre you
Yep Im that boy in the flesh, no imposter boo
She like Im from Ohio, and Im starting to hear a lot from you
Im like I got you boo, understood my thought we through
Hers different kept going, Im like hey I got you boo
So you can stop it boo, she kept talking Rasaq is cool
Koopas mean, 50s real and as for me Chopped and Screwed
Aint nothing I cant do, plus rolling with a cocky crew
For the patrol we hauling the road, set up a road block or two
The best of both worlds, dope music glad I got you too
Treat both games lik e kids childs play, now watch what poppa do
I go and cop the shoes, fuck it its nothing cop the crews
Should see the smile on Jacob, when me and Chamillion cop the jewels
Carnoble my nigga, he show you what that boxing do
Im coming down your chimney like Santa, dont want them stockings dude
Im at the top, and you listen for me to tell you stop and move
You need to slow your speed, like when you do when them laws clocking you

[talking]
Geah Yung Ro, you gon love me or else