
letra de 1g freestyle - 2feetbino
(intro: cristo4l)
(huh), them young n-gga’s, (huh), them young n-gga’s
them young n-gga’s (huh, yeah) them young n-gga’s
y’all watch out yeah
(20rocket on this beat, so it’s gon’ knock)
(verse 1: cristo4l)
them young n-gga’s trap up the block with a stick made of whole wood ’round getting tweaky’
one gang stopped in the street like some (?)
switch on the glock, (grrr), make a n-gga hood stop breatin’
day time round with glocks, night time pop out with sticks, we trynna get even
n-gga’s we speaking on rob
two days later (-gasp-)
a n-gga stop breathing
he a n-gga know what i’m on when i’m on that
mask on, mask off, still gon’ blow that
on i.g you’re bout’ it, reality you’re a real b-tch
pom pom ass n-gga belong with the cheerleaders
huh i’m of that drank again i’m geeked up off my d-mn body
percolator, backwood, that is how i hit a zadie
yeah my gang full of shooters n-gga
yeah they trynna’ do you n-gga
with that draco i go stupid n-gga
baby drill love to shoot that stiffy
make a n-gga blind like ray charles
get a n-gga wet, i’m a fake heart
cuz when i sh-t cuz i’m pull up
they left baldy in this b-tch with it
corn in this b-tch with it
he get hit with all these glocks you best believe his ass gon’ sh-t
these leg shots now make em’ walk different
these chest shots now make a heart missing
the car get to spinning, yeah we white chalk n-gga’s
(verse 2: 2feetbino)
i poured an 80 inside my cup and it’s iced
i swear i could smell em out
tom and jerry n-gga’s mice
i went icebox cleaned my ice
they think im green i take your life
with that fashion i go global
swear i won’t wear these jeans twice
talk’n bout psssshhhh
im with drill baby
percocet pill baby
n-gga’s hatin’ still made it
she said she like to drink but i’m a (?)
we step on sh-t that’s on my momma
she suck my d-ck and roll my legs
i might make you my baby momma
them young n-gga’s trap up the whole block
7 300 we ain’t commin’ from o’block
say 4l and then we sick some more shots
if i give it 300 and then bring your hoe out
smoking on blow
that sh-t o.g. this sh-t ain’t nun i get it for the low
put that fye on his ass and my (?)
ain’t cookin’ chicken but i’m with cristo
(outro: 2feetbino)
i anti cookin’ no chicken n-gga
im with cristo n-gga
big cristo n-gga
drill baby n-gga
you know’ the f-ck goin’ on n-gga
big one gang n-gga
ya know goin’ on n-gga
b-tch o n-gga
n-gga big body n-gga
the f-ck wrong with ya’ll n-gga
ya’ll ain’t never gon’ –
this sh-t one big gang n-gga
(step on sh-t)
ain’t sh-t changed
(step on sh-t)
(?)
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