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letra de my yungin - 42 dugg & est gee

[intro]
(mia jay c)

[verse 1: est gee]
yeah, i’m with some veteran benders, but they my young n-ggas
steppin’ team, they’ll step for free because the love bigger (h-lluva made this beat, baby)
they know to keep they head on in the red zone from what i done in it
proud of all the members i gave game to and they run with it
solid, stand on business, leave a loaf, won’t be a crumb missin’
follow one n-gga, follow my hustle, far as drug dealing
been a public figure, never hustlеd under another n-gga
we back on thеm dracos, we outdone switches
squeeze once, lug shiftin’
brought us back to gold from hopeless, look what i done with it
in my heart, i sensed a cross, but they say that the blood thicker
especially when it’s leaking out the body, of another n-gga
slidin’ through my city, post a picture, they act like they missed it
post your loyal car, go end up flip it, drive it to a gymnast
i make millions and make n-ggas history, miss ’em in they mentions
[chorus: est gee & 42 dugg]
yeah, i cross my heart, of course i die the realest, already the biggest
if i pass, i pray they paint the city red in my memory
my young n-gga official, we came up in this together
he know take away his feelings when he under pressure
and he know keep us whole, don’t let him separate the section
every mission i done sent him was successful, no point in checking
n-ggas think they special, make us take our time teaching lessons
my lieutenant, whatever, he with it (huh?), yeah, smart aggression

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
side step, then euro, robert ”the rich” de niro
east side hero, i came in this b-tch with zero
supreme got the jet on, i’m little but call me big homie
still fight two with a stick on me, vs1s, the white ones
why would i start trippin’? i already done been indicted
can’t tell me not to tote, just bring a phone to rikers
b-tch, in the ring, you tyson, at the end n-ggas be bitin’ me
swing on me and die, you n-ggas know ain’t no fighting me
”can i move, sir?” yeah, that sound like a kite to me
we got blue syrup, twenty-three, bro, what’s the price for me?
n-ggas doing life for me, dugg can’t even f-cking sleep
five thousand every couple days, d-mn near twice a week
n-ggas bringing bikes for me, supreme, two hunnid in beans
bless me if i sneeze (what else?), catch me if i lean (yeah)
miss me if i lead (ayy), this sh-t for the whole team
and we ain’t frontin’ halves, we sellin’ the whole thing
[chorus: est gee]
yeah, i cross my heart, of course i die the realest, already the biggest
if i pass, i pray they paint the city red in my memory
my young n-gga official, we came up in this together
he know take away his feelings when he under pressure
and he don’t keep us holded, don’t let him separate the section
every mission i done sent him’s an assessment, no point in checking
n-ggas think they special, make us take our time teaching lessons
i’m a tenant whenever he with it, yeah, smart aggression

- 42 dugg est gee

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