Trouble, Tyree, Mike WiLL Made It, Lil' 1 and Veli Sosa - Taking Chances

(Eardrummers)
Ayy, that's a real one, that's a mutt
That's a trill one, that's a duck
You know the difference?
You gettin' money, them niggas funny
Lil' goofy ass
Lil' bitch ass nigga ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Don't know nothin, that's real shit, D-T-E M-M-B

Nigga what? (Nigga what?)
He said he got some' (what you got?)
I said that's a mutt, that ain't none
Say he a trill one (say he trill, huh?)
I say he a duck (that's a duck)
Come in through side (side, side, side)
While you duck (side, side, side)
Come in through side (side, side, side)
Light shit up (grrah, grrah, grrah)
I can see my check runnin' up (woo-ooh)
I can see a body comin' up (body, woo-ooh)
Ayy, Ty (yeah)
Yeah, we in the cut (yeah, we in the cut, huh)
Ayy, it's Ducktape wassup, boy? (Wassup?)
Yeah, ya bitch got fucked, boy (you know it)
Was lil' Trouble (was)
Now I'm Big Troub, boy
Bitch, it's Lil' 1, yeah
Everything big, yeah, yeah
Bitch, it's mobb life
On the same shit, yeah, I swear

Takin' chances just to get a bankroll (takin' a chance, takin' a chance)
A bankroll (I'm takin' a chance)
I swear to God (swear to God, to God)
I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold (I swear to God)
These niggas fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes ('bout a bitch)
These niggas broke as fuck, these niggas sharin' clothes

Takin' chances just to get a bankroll (takin' a chance, takin' a chance)
A bankroll (I'm takin' a chance)
I swear to God (swear to God, to God)
I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold (I swear to God)
These niggas fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes ('bout a bitch)
These niggas broke as fuck, these niggas sharin' clothes

Why?
She tired of gettin' hurt like Derrick Rose (she tired of gettin' hurt)
Woo, damn
She know who I be that's why she chose (Big Troub)
I told her she won't eat up Veli Sosa (cray, cray)
I'm out on the Big Guwop my toes
Bitch told me that she married (married)
Plus she got a whole husband (for real?)
Why in the fuck you keep runnin' up on me? (Why?)
Keep askin' 'bout Trouble
Bitch, this Mr. 500
Cleanin' it up for twenty summers (twenty)
Fuck ya bitch in a black Hummer (Godfather)
Mason Ave, I'm from the jungle

Bitch is you crazy? (Little bitch)
Ayy, Bitch, you fugazzi (ayy, ayy, little bitch)
Ayy, bitch, you too lazy (little bitch, you too lazy)
Lil' 1, get them sticks out the basement (get them sticks)
Shit, yeah, nigga, playin' crazy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, nigga, you ain't crazy (brrah)
Ayy, mobb niggas crazy (mobb, mobb, mobb, nigga)
Ayy, body on the pavement
Nigga gettin' popped out on occasions
Extort these niggas make these niggas pay rent
I'ma young fly nigga, bitch, I'm arrogant
Dirty yoppers in my chasement (dirty choppers)

Takin' chances just to get a bankroll (takin' a chance, takin' a chance)
A bankroll (I'm takin' a chance)
I swear to God (swear to God, to God)
I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold (I swear to God)
These niggas fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes ('bout a bitch)
These niggas broke as fuck, these niggas sharin' clothes (yeah, yeah)

Takin' chances just to get a bankroll (takin' a chance, takin' a chance)
A bankroll (I'm takin' a chance)
I swear to God (swear to God, to God)
I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold (I swear to God)
These niggas fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes ('bout a bitch)
These niggas broke as fuck, these niggas sharin' clothes (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Written by:
Mariel Orr, Steve Hybicki, Tariq Sharrieff

Publisher:
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