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letra de 2 birds 1 stone - beo lil kenny

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[intro]
yeah, turn it up some, uh
(og dynasty)
turn it up, uh

[chorus]
square-ass n-ggas won’t shake nothin’
this ar shoot a1
ride ’round the city in the daytime
tryna put a n-gga on facetime
meet me at the fifty yard line
we can crash out, do hard time
best in the city, i’m standin’ on mine (i’m standin’ on it, yeah)

[verse 1]
f-ck finesse, no apologize (f-ck him)
don’t hit up my phone you ain’t got the deposit (grrah)
that boy get signed, they gon’ come out the closet (come out the closet)
your b-tch at the western givin’ me noggin (oh yeah)
slidin’ with somethin’ chocolate, i don’t call it (chocolate)
n-ggas bе crumblin’, never was solid (nevеr)
i’m with the mob, we create the problems (we create the problems we the mob, b-tch)
that bulletproof pointless, i hit him close (grrt)
i’m somethin’ like the grower, i’m bringin’ the smoke (i’m bringin’)
you can have them lil’ n-ggas ’cause both of ’em broke (both of them n-ggas is broke as f-ck, duke)
i’m glad you gave them lions some hope (lay)
watch ’em all cut each other throat (cut ’em)
n-ggas won’t even let you keep a ho (won’t even let you keep no b-tch, let me get that)
i broke out of jail, now jumped into a jail break (i jumped into jail break, skrrt)
you ride a v6 and i know that’s a headache (i know that’s a headache, man)
you ought to give that jewelry back ’cause they be takin’ your sh-t? (they be takin’ your sh-t)
he pullin’ d-ck, the other n-gga gettin’ bbls and sh-t (finesse two of ’em, b-tch, ha)
[chorus]
square-ass n-ggas won’t shake nothin’
this ar shoot a1
ride ’round the city in the daytime
tryna put a n-gga on facetime
meet me at the fifty yard line
we can crash out, do hard time
best in the city, i’m standin’ on mine
square-ass n-ggas won’t shake nothin’
this ar shoot a1
ride ’round the city in the daytime
tryna put a n-gga on facetime
meet me at the fifty yard line
we can crash out, do hard time
best in the city, i’m standin’ on mine (oh yeah, uh, yeah)

[verse 2]
my song “nadean” was nothin’ but facts (factual)
i watched a p-ssy crack to a rat (p-ssy)
please sign him, so he can get back fast (sign that broke-ass n-gga)
you takin’ sides with your mo’s, i thought pen rule rules in the fact (i thought)
three hundred k large on my neck (three hundred)
i still rob n-ggas, f-ck finesse (f-ck finesse)
get into it with the damage (yeah), now n-ggas screamin’ mental health (uh)
spank these lil’ n-ggas with the belt (spank ’em)
put that fng sh-t on the shelf (put that lame-ass sh-t on the shelf)
you ain’t never signed me, p-ssy, you ain’t got no baseball cheese (got no baseball)
you got signed by your old opp, f-ck boy, i’m a not your speed (p-ssy-ass n-gga)
what the f-ck wrong with you? (huh) you don’t even own you (you don’t even own you)
that n-gga snitch and he play with kids, can’t get on no song with you (weirdos, yeah)
[chorus]
square-ass n-ggas won’t shake nothin’
this ar shoot a1
ride ’round the city in the daytime
tryna put a n-gga on facetime
meet me at the fifty yard line
we can crash out, do hard time
best in the city, i’m standin’ on mine
square-ass n-ggas won’t shake nothin’
this ar shoot a1
ride ’round the city in the daytime
tryna put a n-gga on facetime
meet me at the fifty yard line
we can crash out, do hard time
best in the city, i’m standin’ on mine

[outro]
i broke out of jail, now jumped into a jail break
you ride a v6 and i know that’s a headache

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