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letra de wildin 4 respect - dthang

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(intro)
what you say kay hound?
they gon’ be like the jets violated this sh-t

(verse 1: facemob)
know that i’m whoopty
salute me or shoot me
i’m with the jets, me and my n-ggas ‘ll rip you like loose leaf
scream [?], aim at his māthā the scene is a mess
you know i’ma flex, ace in the cut he wavin’ the tec
you know i’m a mex, b-tch tryna slide and roll with the jets
you know real [?], she tryna slide i’m makin’ her wet
after i hit it, go buss up a check
all of my n-ggas deservе some respect
i’m with thе whoopties you ride for respect, up in the blitz gonna aim for his neck

(chorus: kay hound)
kay hound
f-ck around and catch a body, all my woos with me flyin [?] in the jets
jets waitin’ in your lobby, guns drawn now we aimin’ straight for your neck
you don’t really wanna try it, ace and bloodhound still wildin’ for the set
rpt, that’s the set
i’m still whoopty, still aim [?]

(verse 2: kay hound)
but i f-ck with the gz, r.i.p flyboy
i ain’t mean [?]
but i heard he was gz, posted up in the t’s shootin’ [?]
now i’m posted up in the t’s
amiris on me fitting clean with the baguette
rock the show i need backend, got it on me never lackin’
shawty love it when i’m packing, can’t blow no bands but blow her back in’ (x2)
(chorus: kay hound)
f-ck around and catch a body, all my woos with me flyin [?] in the jets
jets waitin’ in your lobby, guns drawn now we aimin’ straight for your neck
you don’t really wanna try it, ace and bloodhound still wildin’ for the set
rpt, that’s the set
i’m still whoopty, still aim [?]

(verse 3: dthang)
at all
gang, gang, gang
rpt, rpt
47, 47
tdot with me (gang, gang, gang)
lotti with me (gang, gang, gang)
gang, gang, gang
oh she f-ck with the opps?
so she gon’ get back smacked
i’m tired of beefin’ with lab rats
throw a o then we aim for his dad hat
like, that’s a opp right there, i told stunna to past that, i told stunna to past that
that’s a opp right there then we aim for his dad hat, i told stunna to past that
that’s the opposition, on bro they move wock then the choppa blitz em’ (blitzzz emmm’)
that’s the [?] mission, new opp in the air that’s the grabba kickin’
i told em’ to stop all the dissin, cause who gon’ spin when they get hit
they just goin’ missin, when the gz on the hunt it’s no social distance
we gon’ get up on em’, how they livin’ like yellow
get hit with the metal to they marijuana, your b-tch is a smooch but i do not wanna
we gon’ spin through they strip, spin through they ave if they jack ygk, they get packed up
we don’t talk over facebook, talk on the live
we gon’ spin through your block with my mask up
(chorus: kay hound)
f-ck around and catch a body, all my woos with me flyin [?] in the jets
jets waitin’ in your lobby, guns drawn now we aimin’ straight for your neck
you don’t really wanna try it, ace and bloodhound still wildin’ for the set
rpt, that’s the set
i’m still whoopty, still aim [?]

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