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letra de ungrateful - dd osama

[intro: dd osama]
baow, baow, baow
baow, baow, baow
baow, baow, baow, n-gga
(yo, lucas, you heard?)
ah
ah, ah, ah, like (ayo, eli, what the f-ck?)

[chorus: dd osama]
all these n-ggas ungrateful (like)
you provide and they must’ve forgot (on bro)
you was the one that was feedin’ the block (on bro)
givin’ out packs if you givin’ out knots, like (on bro, bro)
n-ggas greedy, gotta watch the ones that you love, like (that you love)
you might get slimed for a dub, like (for a dub)
you might get hit with a slug
it’s the one that you love gon’ put you in the mud, like
you know why you dumb? like (why?)
’cause all of them n-ggas you trust
he know where you lookin’, better keep a gun
better clutch and make sure that you dump (baow)
f-ck a 30, b-tch, i want a drum
fell for it, i’ma keep gettin’ young and dumb (dumb, dumb)
up my 30, bet you he gon’ run
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’ma make a new blunt (baow, baow)
[verse 1: dd osama]
if he ever push up, that’s a one-way ticket to god
n-gga, i got a gun, so i’ma let it fly (i’ma let it)
and if i see that n-gga, i’m throwin’ more than nine, like, like (throwin’ more than nine)
you forgot what you said?
mention bro, put ten in your head (put ten in your head)
i’ma make you other n-ggas dance
talkin’ disrespect and mentionin’ my deads, like (on bro)
give a f-ck if you like it or not, i’ma go to the top (to the top)
n-ggas gon’ always hate, it never stop
and i’m rich, to this day, i still go to my block, like (on bro, on bro)
showin’ guns in the vid’, makin’ our sh-t hot, n-gga (like)
do you wanna get knocked? (do you wanna get)
like, you know that the 30th watch
and they just be on d-ck, drivin’ through our block
better tuck that glock, n-gga
better let it fly (baow)
and you better throw first if you see him ’cause you don’t wanna get sent to the sky (baow, baow)
better not even talk, n-gga
better do that time (better do that)
’cause you know what you signed up for, n-gga
yeah, jail or die

[chorus: dd osama]
all these n-ggas ungrateful
you provide and they must’ve forgot (on bro)
you was the one that was feedin’ the block
givin’ out packs if you givin’ out knots, like (like, like)
n-ggas greedy, gotta watch the ones that you love, like (that you love)
you might get slimed for a dub, like (for a dub)
you might get hit with a slug (ha)
it’s the one that you love gon’ put you in the mud, like (baow, baow, baow)
you know why you dumb? like (why?)
’cause all of them n-ggas you trust
he know where you lookin’, better keep a gun (keep a gun)
better clutch and make sure that you dump (baow, baow)
f-ck a 30, b-tch, i want a drum (i want a drum)
fell for it, i’ma keep gettin’ young and dumb
up my 30, bet you he gon’ run
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’ma make a new blunt (baow, baow)
[verse 2: lil crix]
she eatin’ d-ck in the back of the car
heard that boom and jumped to the floor (baow, baow)
i ain’t a regular rapper
f-ck that music sh-t, rather go pop my door (rather go pop my door)
bail out, drench his ass with this 10 mil’, sh-t, now my finger sore (ayy)
who the f-ck is all these new n-ggas i ain’t never even heard before? (yeah, yeah)
ayy, smoke the m and pop a bean
knew he was hit, i heard him scream
why would you run? can’t duck a beam (duck a beam)
switchy came through, knocked down three (grr)
swearin’ a micro drac’
tryna run down a n-gga and burned my wrist (burned my wrist)
write your name and book me ‘fore i clap you, a death note ’round this b-tch (death note, n-gga)
k!llin’ your mans, i’m k!llin’ you too (k!llin’ you too)
keep on cl!ckin’, i know they through (baow, baow, baow, baow)
tradin’ our guns like we tradin’ our shoes (n-gga)
half of these n-ggas be dyin’ for views (what?)
bleach my hands, then burn the clues (baow, baow)
shoot at the group, won’t pick and choose
that’s what he get for fl!ckin’ up (haha)
now tell dude mom go pick him up (n-gga)

[chorus: dd osama]
all these n-ggas ungrateful
you provide and they must’ve forgot
you was the one that was feedin’ the block
givin’ out packs if you givin’ out knots, like
n-ggas greedy, gotta watch the ones that you love, like
you might get slimed for a dub, like
you might get hit with a slug
it’s the one that you love gon’ put you in the mud, like
you know why you dumb? like
’cause all of them n-ggas you trust
he know where you lookin’, better keep a gun
better clutch and make sure that you dump
f-ck a 30, b-tch, i want a drum
fell for it, i’ma keep gettin’ young and dumb
up my 30, bet you he gon’ run
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’ma make a new blunt

- dd osama

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