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letra de too bad too slime - calvary kylan

[intro]
murder, murder, murder, murder
murder, murder (there go kylan, he be wildin’)
he be wildin’, ah

[verse]
uh, hate-hate to have beef with your brother
y’all having shootouts, i thought that y’all grew up with each other
plus, you f-cking on his b-tch, but you know that he loved her
back door was wide open, mama told me never trust ’em
i seen them n-ggas switch, so i’m feeling like f-ck ’em
no cam’, gon’ keep the gutter ’cause we come from the struggle
was shearing the same cutter, gеt a pack, then we double
i been thuggin’ with my twin, always been about troublе
seen my granny died in my face, you don’t know how that feel
me and mama ain’t have sh-t, was steady begging for help
own family like they ain’t care, but i knew how to step
got my first seven at fourteen, it was on from there
got in my first bang out in highway, after that, been thuggin’ since
let off two glocks, we tried to run, but we couldn’t jump the fence
got in my second one with jb, let off shots but he missed
everyday i’m thanking god ’cause i’m knowing that i’m blessed
they ain’t wanna rap, but they ain’t wanna give a verse to me
i ain’t throw no shade, my own n-gga ain’t wanna work with me
i don’t give no f-ck ’cause i know gang gon’ wish the best for me
that sh-t had broke my heart, for weeks feel like i need some surgery, for real
told red f-ck him, i felt like he was on some sneaky sh-t
he know i ain’t mean it, i was goin’ through the deepest sh-t
he know that i love him, got me turnt, like f-ck the foolishness
lil’ one jumped up in that smoke, can’t speak on how we burnt the b-tch
was in the car thuggin’ with bro, but now he dosing up the road
i was just like, “seek, i seen big bro kicking doors”
it was a mustard gold, man peas and sharing clothes
the ain’t wanna give me sh-t, they response to me was “no”
[chorus]
n-ggas die, put bro in the pot, had to zip him if he tried
n-ggas want my spot, never let up, i ain’t tired
thuggin’ through the cell, listened to my mama cry
i had love for the b-tch, but now it’s time to say goodbye
and she got me stressin’, she been on my mind
but i gotta stop tryin’, too bad, so slime
that b-tch, she a dime and i know number nine
nine shoot the clip, bust it, never stop firing

[outro]
n-ggas die, put bro in the pot, had to zip him if he tried
n-ggas want my spot, never let up, i ain’t tired
thuggin’ through the cell, listened to my mama cry
i had love for the b-tch, but now it’s time to say goodbye
that sh-t crazy
uh, uh-uh
that b-tch, she a dime and i know number nine
nine shoot the clip, bust it (yeah), never stop firing

- calvary kylan

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