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letra de thr0win - bubba! (nyc)

[hook:]
just know you a goner when i get to throwin’
i put faith in the-, i ain’t loafin’
and he gon’ protect me like this sh-t a trojan
yo tp with all of that trollin’, cause there ain’t a shot i won’t make
a lot of y’all n-ggas come be moving police, i really got nun to say, like
how many times i gotta say it, i’m not with the media antics
i get it in real life, the sh-t i done deal with would make y’all n-ggas panic
got in the field late, better than all of them ones that was in it since pampers
i was on my solo, it was just me and my g, never had a bandana

[verse:]
carryin’ all of the weight for my lzz
people around me don’t know how that felt
i was a lil ass boy with a big ass hanger, anger coming out of every sh-ll
now that i’m a different age now
i fell in love with the tray pow
why they too comfortable runnin’ they mouth without weapons
i got the g in my-
going for the dub, don’t n0body tweakin’ with me when i up close
tryna spin for a instagram story
you gon’ die the quickest if you try to up phone
caught him loafin’ and he tried to dap me, p-ssy
do i look like a claffy?
that’s a fact, used to be a athlete
but this time i won’t be the one runnin’ track meet
cause i’m tryna score for the team tho
buckets in the paint feel like d rose
hate to catch a n-gga loaf, cause sh-t is no fun if i only make free throws
troop on bad sh-t, he got a clip full of hollows
on bro that is lethal
don’t wanna know what i got in the g
then i gotta get low cause there’s too many people
f-ck, i got residue all on my hands
gun powder on my pants, i gotta get low before sh-t hit the fan
it wouldn’t been this was but n-gga forced my hand
so i had to blam
he got hit in his chest and they tried lookin’ for his man’s, but all them n-ggas scrammed
now them n-ggas runnin’, day before they thought i was bluffin’
they peeped me reach in the bag and they saw i was lining the g and they knew it was somethin’
that’s a fact n-gga my heart was rushin’
i’m really ’boutta up g out in public
but it was me, and it was three of them
not superman, n0body is jumpin’, on bro
i get straight to it, n0body is handing me belt
i do not fear any man, i got my hand on my tan i ain’t calling for help
i’m on timin’ like i ran, then he could get permanent bangs, he get sent right to h-ll
n-gga was yellin’ out “d-mn”, he just got turned to a strand, now his body a sh-ll
oh my gosh
[hook:]
just know you a goner when i get to throwin’
i put faith in the-, i ain’t loafin’
and he gon’ protect me like this sh-t a trojan
yo tp with all of that trollin’, cause there ain’t a shot i won’t make
a lot of y’all n-ggas come be moving police, i really got nun to say, like
how many times i gotta say it, i’m not with the media antics
i get it in real life, the sh-t i done deal with would make y’all n-ggas panic
got in the field late, better than all of them ones that was in it since pampers
i was on my solo, it was just me and my g, never had a bandana

- bubba nyc

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