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letra de oy - crü

(first part: murda gang what)

like grah grah boom
talk about me when i ain’t talkin about you
and you know i stay uppin the duece
jayrips man ran why he ain’t shoot
i’m tryna sign like im gotti
and i ain’t tryna go out like im lotti
wait till im creepin so i’m catchin a body
that n-gga out of the grave like he a zombie
4 dead in one year
oy the only thing the gun fear
in the passenger seat like im rah rah
shot in the head he went bye bye
we be creepin all around sevside
he got a glock well let me go and get mine
we waitin for kay flock to gеt out
so we can let the 19 spout
(evеrywhere im seein gzs dead)
(everywhere im seein gzs dead)
everywhere im seein gzs dead
imma keep shootin till i can’t see red
we the ones that made c bled
my momma made sure that we fed
nazzy got shot in his face
shot in his mouth, now what he gon say
murda b quit lyin
you the main reason yo n-ggas is dyin
kyle richh grown dissin a kid
we gon throw n-gga you a b-tch
(second part: red light freestyle)

b-tch murda gang what
b-tch lotti got stabbed in his guts
you was dissin while rah was gettin shot up
we gettin money y’all still not up
notti boppin? thats cool
you a straight a student at school
they huntin so i’m keepin my tool
like i could never lack at the pool
“aye thats him? you sure?”
jayrips dead ass crawlin on the floor
like that n-gga died in the store
kayflock cried while his blood poured
rah chillin in the backseat
next time walk dont take no taxi
jayrip was absent for school
thats what he get for actin cool
and i’m constantly ballin like im poole
i’m wearin 23 for them bulls
“like chill, he’s just a kid”
that’s what they get for dissin my mans
y’all some b-tches for dissin his fans
y’all some p-ssies enlisted in clans
we see y’all we lettin it fly
you a b-tch for lettin him die (jayrip)
we sent them boys to the sky
his momma pray about it every night

- cru

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