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letra de yuhgio!! - 408darwin

[intro]
d-mn, d-mn, ay, d-mn yuh
n-gga i-
n-gga i-
n-gga i can see that your b-tch like me

[verse 1]
darwin don’t f-ck with these n-ggas
we pop out and cut em’ coming right with us
we cut out them f-cks, and roll with them n-ggas
we stand there on top, we don’t run from them n-ggas
brodie he sippin’ the juice from the jigs
i stand with a stick and go for the hitters, they lit
the crooks they knew that they with us
they f-cked one 12, i got one little n-gga?
(she said she was 12)
yeah, ay, feel like it’s yuhgio
i gotta new crush in my hand, in that beautiful?
gotta white b-tch, blue eyes, quite suitablе
[?] (oh yeahhh)
slide in your blunt like it’s school to you
stupid b-tch think’s that i’vе been laudable
i’m in this little b-tch like a cubical d-mn
[chorus]
n-gga i can see that your b-tch likes me
bomb in the back, pouring lean and high-c
boy you is a kid, i need to see that i.d
b-tch i’m from the south i pour a four and ice tea

[verse 2]
back on my murder sh-t
a n-gga that f-ck with me is a hurtle b-tch
i got that choppa, it came with a cooling kit
i got some n-ggas, they bl–dy and blew a b-tch
i got some n-ggas who crip and cool with it
i own the block i don’t care, he cool with it
i know some n-ggas who’ll k!ll if you movin’ quick
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

[chorus]
n-gga i can see that your b-tch likes me
bomb in the back, pouring lean and high-c
boy you is a kid, i need to see that i.d
b-tch i’m from the south i pour a four and ice tea

[verse 3]
imma keep doing it
i’m finna spaz this sh-t
i’ll make an op dissapear, it’s a magic trick
bro make a perc, just to put on medicine
i’ll make a verse, like a blade, it [?] your b-tch
blowing a b-tch in the catalist
me and yo b-tch in the back we battlin’
i hit her [?] b-tch i’m a gentlemen
i make her leave cause that little b-tch settlin’
wait, she said it was hurtin’
i told her my pockets been hurtin’ since that birth
and i have some n-ggas who creepin’ and lurkin’
who will shoot at your back when you’re turnin’
we sn-tch a purse and close them curtains
we do it in silence so no one is alerted
you n-ggas be [?]-ing me
since i’m alergic to p-ssy ass n-ggas who actin’ like vermins
[chorus]
n-gga i can see that your b-tch likes me
bomb in the back, pouring lean and high-c
boy you is a kid, i need to see that i.d
b-tch i’m from the south i pour a four and ice tea

- 408darwin

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