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letra de f**k the gity - baby maxx

[intro: baby maxx & turtle2125]
they not gon’ make it back
yeah, that’s what i did, that’s what i-
yeah, you talkin’ bout that [?]
<[?], yeah>

yeah
n-gga bend that-, they ain’t on it, mmm, mm mmm
he ain’t on nun’, every time i bendin’ them blocks, i’m gon’ get on sum
ay bhrissy hold on brother

[verse: baby maxx]
ay, ay, ay, these n-ggas b-tches they ain’t on nothin’
every time i bend these n-ggas block i’m gon’ get on somethin’
f-ck you think, we ain’t poppin’ out with semis? we got all b-tton
my brother probably small, but with the drac he have n-ggas runnin’
real friendly since you f-ck with suckas we gon’ k!ll you
n-ggas get shot up in the face and now ya’ll say he was a civilian?
push up on anybody bangin’, b-tch i’m every body k!ller
said he was a b-tch, he hopped in load, and then he turned into a driller
ha ha, go pick your brother up, we laughin’ at that n-gga
don’t know ‘bout you, but if i lose my bro i’m hoppin’ in and k!lling
you must be high as f-ck like skrilla, with all that loud mouth sh-t
cussed out my bro ‘cuz he said i couldn’t hop in the load with switch
you n-ggas scared to go to jail, n-ggas b-tches they getting punched on
i can name a lotta n-ggas b-tches gettin’ f-cked on
n-ggas call my phone and said he wanna hoop, n-gga drop lo’
can’t name no n-gga over here that you can say a hoe, we all scores
gz
[verse 2: turtle2125]
b-tch i’m the baby from my hood, i give out headtaps
how ya’ll still f-ckin’ with dameme, blood a known rat
fully keep glitching on the drill, it’s shootin’ h-lla fast
why ya’ll keep mentioning my name like turts won’t crash
first day home i copped a gleek and hopped up in the street
your brother told, he wrote a statement, heard he copped a plea
my brother died and you ain’t hop in load and wet your feet
so why these n-ggas that be out of town say they gz

[verse 3: ebk leebo]
yeah, my brother died, i made a vow said i’m gon’ slam sum
smackk, n-gga f-ck a smack, [?] for handle
might have to one-up-top a 26, like n-gga you my grandson
how he ain’t on that, wait who stamped blood
and that’s the truth, every time we get the lo’, i swiggle through
i be comfortable, a 100 bands on me in the booth
ain’t gotta tell lil turtle when to do his thing, he just gon’ shoot
hit yo’ block and change the murder rate, i gave that b-tch a boost
3s n-gga

- baby maxx

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