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letra de im a devil on another level - dj yung vamp

they ready?
huh, yeah, yeah
(tay said, “no”)
what? yeah
(huh, huh)

[verse 1]
bullets eat a n-gga up, like i’m playin’ pac-man (yeah)
choppa got a kick back (yeah), leave him on a kick stand (huh, yeah)
n-gga call me doo-doo (huh), yeah, i’m the sh-t, man
n-gga talkin’ sh-t, so i fired on his b-tch ass (yeah, yeah)
glock freeze him up, yeah (huh, huh, huh, huh)
call that freeze tag (yeah, yeah, yeah)
chopper leave him stuck, yeah (wait, wait)
that’s a glitch, man (yeah, yeah)
if a n-gga play, i’ma hit him broad day with the k
make a n-gga go, “ah,” yeah
do the race, call it tay-k, yeah
f-ckin’ on another n-gga bae, yeah (huh, yeah)
make a n-gga shakе, earthquake, yeah (huh, grrr)
n-gga, i’m rеal, you fake, yeah
i be totin’ them glizzies, we love totin’ guns
i do it for real, you do it for fun (yeah, huh, yeah)
when an opp see me, you know they gon’ run
i hang out the window, shoot sh-t like lebron
you know that i hit ’em (huh), i had to get ’em (huh, huh)
they thought i was bowlin’, i had to split ’em (yeah)
7.62 (yeah), cut him down the middle
cookin’ him up like a f-ckin’ mcgriddle (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
sub me in the game
and you know that i’ma score, b-tch (huh)
pull up with the gang, twist your finger, make it bang (yeah, yeah)
to be honest, i’m an animal, i can’t be tamed (yeah, yeah, huh, yeah)
bullets fallin’ out the sky, let that b-tch rain (what?)
2-3 shots, take him out with a bang (what? yeah, huh, yeah)
back in the summer, i didn’t have a name (no)
now she suck on my d-ck while my b-lls be hangin’ (slob, b-tch, slob)
d-mn, lil’ choppa, she say that you slangin’
hit from the —
b-tch, stop calling my phone! (yeah)
i hit her one time then i leave her alone (huh)
i know i’m not right, ’cause i’m doin’ her wrong
just like a dog, i just wanna bone (rrrr)
we makin’ ’em serve, we serve in a cone (yeah, yeah)
i’m a real n-gga, you cannot clone
i’m cold with this sh-t like my first name was stone (yeah, yeah)
i’m still a menace (huh?), wait (what the f-ck?)
i am a devil, whole other level (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m clutchin’ my metal, cook him like a vegetable (huh)
she eatin’ my d-ck like that b-tch is an edible (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m clutchin’ my metal, cook him like a vegetable (hold up)
she eatin’ my d-ck like that b-tch is an edible (hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
i’m clutchin’ my metal, cook him like a vegetable (hold up, bro)
she eatin’ my d-ck like that b-tch is an edible
back in 8th grade, i was lame, i was boostin’ (huh, huh, huh)
now i’m up in high school gettin’ head from my tutor (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
used to be a fighter, graduated to a shoota (what?)
shoot him in the head, i’m tryna knock out his noodles (yeah, yeah)
i’m a big dog, little n-gga, you a poodle (what?)
i sell a b-tch a dream like my name young ruler
pop off, like i’m martin luther (huh, huh)
bullets bless him, that’s a hallelujah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[outro]
hrrrrr
bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
(they shootin’)
slatt, slatt
(choppa)

- dj yung vamp

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