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letra de 12:50 in new york - chuckyy

[intro]
(ayy, ronny, that’s major)
uh

[verse]
come around tryna bump that chuckyy, wasn’t just bumpin’ me last month, get the f-ck on
i just ran up dog sh-t, 2024, i could buy thirty hoes a bbl
i could f-ck all these hoes in the ‘raq, but i ain’t into that, all these hoes be b00bytrapped
flyin’ in a srt, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout the police, where the f-ck is they troop at? (f-ck ’em)
all i wanted was money, now i got the power, foenem step outside where hoovers out (rrah)
sorry, baby, i just wanna f-ck one time, gotta go, our feelings got too attached
uh, me and foenem was arguin’ over the k!ll like we ain’t shoot hoops for do or dies (ayo, let’s get ’em)
off the rip, you know i just stretched somethin’, take a look at my face, got boar eyes
we spinnin’ in hot cars, catch one loafin’, we bounce out on him, uh (there he go)
he had his gun, ain’t throw back, get out the streets, boy, your little ass bogus, uh (rrah, rrah, where your bl!ck?)
f-ck n-gga get popped like a soda
i ain’t chicken p, but we still rollin’, uh (you know that)
we’ll still do a hit out a yoda, then go to the stu’, make a hit in the yola, uh (deadass)
my first song was sixty-five k, what the f-ck i’ma do with that? uh (ayy, ronny, that’s major, f-ck)
me and n-ggas don’t play fair, when we come through blowin’, everybody come with two straps, uh (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
you ain’t with the sh-t, then move back, switch let off, push your whole f-ckin’ crew back (you know that)
i was just playin’ in kias, now i’m in l.a. in the cullinan pushin’ roof back, uh
thirty racks in my pocket, tsa tryna stop me, i’m finna miss my flight
smokin’ on dank, i’ma shine it with blood bath, nyc, shorty high as a kite (you know that)
your b-tch tryna suck my d-ck, i don’t even like head, whole time she could ride this bike
every time i shoot ot, all the ‘raq hoes text me like, “give me a flight,” uh (deadass)
but that sh-t dead, uh, all my friends dead, uh (you know that)
chuckyy keep one in the head, n-gga disrespect me, catch one in the head, uh (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
i’d rather might think i’m sped, but i ain’t the same n-gga without my meds, uh (come here)
hit a n-gga all in his legs (come here), then go run up on him and take off his dreads, uh (you know that)
[outro]
take off his dreads, yeah

- chuckyy

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