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letra de freestyle - dfn kyle

[course] all my goons will spin on y’all block y’all don’t want smoke lil n-ggas just got 2 to da leg now he screaming oh sh-t i got shot
put in him in a wood den we smoke em choppa on me i ain’t lyin catch his ass lackin now his momma cryin if ain’t bout money don’t waist my time he ain’t sh-t he a walking l!ck

[verse 1]
aye
why you keep tryna play me like a b-tch if that n-gga want smoke he gone think with his d-ck we air dat b-tch out wit a 50
choppa on me it hold double d titis (aye) shoot him in the back now they screaming out rickyyy we beat up the block like bobby did whitney b-tch it’s dfn yo whole life a joke im f-cking yo b-tch she giving me throat say he want smoke all my n-ggas on go we gone creep at yo door and bounce out with them poles (on gang) i use to be broke now i’m stacking this cheese tryna reach a mil and put on foe my team im f-cking yo b-tch but it ain’t what it seems (seem)
opp ass hoe
use to sleep on da floor had to trap on my own ain’t n0body was there when they did me wrong i put my my all into this sh-t so my money could be long
(aye hold on)
100 round drac to his face call me crazy cause im sliding by my gang anyday told ma n-ggas stay safe
ive been in the trenches i barely survived i heard my young-ins been down to slide red beam to yo face we ain’t catching no case f-cking yo b-tch and i nut on her face my glock on my lap just in case she eat up my nut and i tell her how it taste
racks in ma pockets i ain’t talking no bank we spin on the opps don’t give a f-ck watcha thank (gangg) give a f-ck watcha thank racks in my pocket i ain’t talking no bank we spin on the oops give a f-ck watchu thank (thank)

[course]
all my goons will spin on y’all block y’all don’t want smoke lil n-ggas just got 2 to da leg now he screaming oh sh-t i got shot
put in him in a wood den we smoke em choppa on me i ain’t lyin catch his ass lackin now his momma cryin if ain’t bout money don’t waist my time he ain’t sh-t he a walking l!ck

[verse 2]
say he want beef he betta keep it street cause my youngins gone slide yea yk that’s a fee (fee)
green light all my n-ggas on go play with the gang we gone let it blow you n-ggas not stiff y’all really sum hoes wipe the whole block like they nose was runny we laugh at the oops cause they be really funny real go getta i get to the money you n-ggas be sweater then honey ion gaf y’all n-ggas be g-y last n-gga had played and got shot in the face shoot em in the leg now that f-ck n-gga limping aye f-ck a relation lil b-tch i’m pimpin these n-ggas be hoes they really be simping diamonds on my neck and that b-tch stay drippin (drippin)

aye

[course]
all my goons will spin on y’all block y’all don’t want smoke lil n-ggas just got 2 to da leg now he screaming oh sh-t i got shot
put in him in a wood den we smoke em choppa on me i ain’t lyin catch his ass lackin now his momma cryin if ain’t bout money don’t waist my time he ain’t sh-t he a walking l!ck

- dfn kyle

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