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letra de 10 years - durkey

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[intro: durkey]
(bfg)
no auto on this b-tch (nah, gang)
gang
me and kd in the b-tch
(n0ble king ali on the beat)

[chorus: durkey]
ten years, get to tellin’
where that boy? man, folks was yellin’
no rats in the presence
caught these b-tches, sent you to heaven
that boy was broke, a peasant
i know i rap but can’t compare it
i quit my b-tch, don’t want no marriage
that boy got hit, was channel seven
[verse 1: durkey]
tell ’em free the guys
i don’t really diss up on the song but when we see they ass
n-ggas think it’s sweet up in the street
lil’ b-tch, my brother died
jakes up on my block, i swear to god, man, i’m so f-ckin’ tirеd, gang
i got the f-ckin’ code
four up on a bun, you know jay’ died
hе been had sold them ’bows, uh, uh
and that’s a extra flip
boss shon get you good
you comin’ through, that just a extra nick
told king, “let’s go run this b-tch”
i want all kind of sh-t
little sore from new york
it gave me a hundred, just all counterfeit
like, d-mn, i might have a fit
these hoes be quick to snitch
came in, a couple bl!cked
miami with box of sticks
we deserve all kind of sh-t

[chorus: durkey]
ten years, get to tellin’
where that boy? man, folks was yellin’
no rats in the presence
caught these b-tches, sent you to heaven
that boy was broke, a peasant
i know i rap but can’t compare it
i quit my b-tch, don’t want no marriage
that boy got hit, was channel seven
[verse 2: kdfrmdao]
you better keep your weapon ’cause my n-ggas be steppin’
if you ain’t never finish school we teachin’ n-ggas lessons
if he sneeze lil’ bro gon’ bless him
long live chino, we gon’ wet him
chase him down, hit him with seven
draco, i play heavy metal
ayy, brodie, flame up dude, i got a different mood
call my phone, ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, i d-mn near catch a attitude
f-ck these hoes, they tryna be rude
they just go from cash and jewls
smash or pass, these hoes gon’ choose
opps look or ask, these hoes be loose

[chorus: durkey]
ten years, get to tellin’
where that boy? man, folks was yellin’
no rats in the presence
caught these b-tches, sent you to heaven
that boy was broke, a peasant
i know i rap but can’t compare it
i quit my b-tch, don’t want no marriage
that boy got hit, was channel seven

- durkey

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