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letra de by the six - asap crus

boy i up that fye
watch me hit uh f-ckin jugg

knuck knuck knuck
if you buck

earl park$ ~
aye
hoping out the back door
sometime the front be locked
glock tucked under my left side incase a n-gga try
she pop perky for the weekend
the hoe she booted up
f-ckin with me on good day
means yo b-tch could get f-ck
i ain’t playing with these n-ggas calling blulfs i put em down
he cant make a sound
glock knocked em down
glock picked em up
hoe hit my line taking about
she tryna get up
i said baby nah i can’t hang with you or kick up
i know b-tches tryna set me up
on some tricky sh-t
i can put a n-gga down and
get his b-tch
no trace no case
i know these n-ggas hating on me
ya b-tch she love me
she grabbing on me like a almond
i know she love me cause she feel the drip
she see the army, she trying me
n-ggas know d-mn well they cant harm me
im good with it
chamakaze ~

shawty dropped the spot speed up now i’m on
i just wanted top speed off now im
gone passed bya cop schemin spin
the blockm i just wanna buck keep
it by my side

light the gas pick em off
slap the f-cker in a box
he aint sh-t flip em off
molotov molotov k!ll them all
hunt them down
with no sound
in da gound
with the smoke
in da ground
wit his b-tch
no one found

f-cker sit
had to snuff his sh-t
empty out da clip
had a kid
watched me clip then dip
hope he doesn’t snitch
got a tip on the block
where his b-tch is posted in
so im in then i stalk, im just taking
out his kin
like drive by
one to the head means
moms crys
i wanna k!ll my appetite
no where to go im lost tonight
lost tonight

boy i up that fye
watch me hit uh f-ckin jugg

knuck knuck knuck
if you buck

knuck if buck
n-gga tell me whats up
if n-gga what some beef
then we setyel
in tha streets
b-tch ill slap in
yo mouth if talking
tuh me
b-tch ill punch you ya t–th if you thought it was sweet
hit you with a three
piece
goro how i beat
drity poles gotta k!ll streak
aye
d-mn

how i break it down
prices on ya head worth
a birkin bag 5 6 figures
pulling triggers
when i see you
imma get ya
on mama imma k!ll you
we all up in smoke
my gl!ck make you chock
pretty ass n-gga
ill make you flout

this gas not no dope
is you silly
is you f-cking dumb
this d-ck on her tongue
d-ck d-ck in her tum

bus guns just fun
he got gwop he got none
he bum
you uh chamcy ass n-gga
i be vibin in tha hood

with the uh gl!ck on my hip
see the blood but im crip
n-ggas scared to get buck
sh-t i love tuh get crunck
when i totin on fye
send my ops tuh the most high
why these n-ggas lie
have em testify rob uh n-gga
have reaching
for the sky
laughing at these n-ggas
cuz i know they hopin
that they don’t died

- asap crus

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