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letra de no love - 42 dugg

[verse 1: lil baby]
street n-ggas, livin’ lavish, yeah
fifty racks and reps, that’s on a fly b-tch, yeah
armored truck, they think it’s trump when we touch down, yeah
uncle pimpin’, brother robbin’, i came up cookin’, yeah
earrings a half a ticket, these ain’t lab diamonds
i put on this sh-t myself, i ain’t got no d-mn stylist
hundred million dollars, n-gga, still it get violent
rylo with me, and we business partners, we just bust down a dime
we so turned up, yeah, all they pour, yeah
.223 be choppin’ sh-t, them lil’ n-ggas ain’t poppin’ sh-t
all blue face, we mobbin’ sh-t, too p for all that toxic sh-t
kareem the way i block a b-tch, 06 gucci, we woppin’ sh-t
no love for the opposite, give millions to my block and sh-t
we run a monopoly, he ain’t with us, then we stoppin’ it
you wanna be nice and sh-t, no time for that, i’ll bite the b-tch
shiesty mask and swishers, taliban, this that al-qaeda sh-t

[chorus: lil baby]
yeah, yeah, we the mob for real
don’t tell on your brother, don’t say nothin’, them lawyers comin’ trim
send an m to slime for legal fees, i really f-ck with twin
he know how this sh-t go for real, don’t get caught on that other end
they can take the lead for the time bein’, but they ain’t goin’ never win
acting stiff and missed, i know she p-ssed, i done turned up her friend
tried to burn me out, but i’m still lit, tell ’em to blow again
they want me sellin’ dope again, i’m ducked off with your ho again
pillow talkin’, tellin’ the business, we don’t do that
never fallin’ out ’bout these b-tches, you ‘posed to knew that
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
gave my twenty-one to the trenches, i’m in that new bag
judge think ’cause he gave me a sentence, i wasn’t go t up
n-ggas wanna be us, go turn up any time they free us
i finally put my p up, my b-tch got me together
show me she was special, young, turnt and reckless
say god, i be with devils, fifty-nine with the bezel
made my first m on tether, i promise never to settle
i rose from armageddon, f-ck it judge, i did it
back hangin’ with b-tches, they tellin’ on all the k!llers
took an oath to never fold, want to tell that to bro
these n-ggas breakin’ the code, platinum presi’ for bro
they recommended the gold, but f-ck it, bring me the rose
f-ck him, i want his head, for double i want him dead
the rapper really was jedd, my come-up was from the meds

- 42 dugg

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