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letra de work - fbg duck

[intro]
i don’t want no autotune. nope. f-ck all that sh-t, this how they want me to [indecipherable]. woo! f-ck all that sh-t. f-ck it! this what they want me to do. turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up!

[hook]
n-gg-s say that we don’t hit, i’mma hit ’em where it hurt
since you like taking pics, i’mma put you on a shirt
since you wanna take a ride, i’mma put you in a he-rs-
since you always tired, i’mma put you in the dirt
i tried school, it ain’t work, i tried to hoop, it ain’t work
i knew the job sh-t wouldn’t work
then the rob sh-t would really work
i had a rusty revolver, pin broke on it, it ain’t really work
but a n-gg- still let me rob him, thank god that it worked

[verse 1]
p-ssy boy, you a goofy
you let me rob you with a broke gun
all this money and no guns
you deserve to have no funds
p-ssy boy, you a lame
you can’t hang with the gang
they know we started the gang
they know we started to bang [?]
they know we started the “woo!”
on the line, i got proof
keep the sauce, i got juice
i’m hurting they feelins n-gg-, ooh!
i’m balling hard like a rucker
if she bad, i’mma f-ck her
h-ll naw, won’t love her
i’mma p-ss her to my brother
free wooski, he’ll shoot
i swear my boy act a fool
n-gg-s hating, b-mping heads with me (loose screw!)
he make it do what it do
n-gg-s steady dissing tooka
i think it’s time to be rude
they say i’m reaking, what’s that smell on me?
that’s that backwood full of nu

[hook]

[verse 2]
we gonna do the sh-t that y’all do
i seen your tweets so i called you
you was talking a whole lot of jibber-jabber
look, ain’t trying to argue (p-ssy!)
we ain’t playing n-gg-, y’all’ll see
heard “tooka gang,” ya tried to call me
we don’t give a f-ck if y’all deep
pop a flat now you with baldy
the sh-t i say be hurting their heart
pray for them, “oh my god”
times hard, but i’m calm
dutch filled with sherrod
i made this song out the mud
cause we got it out the mud
i think about the dirt i did
but sh-t, that’s just what it was
on the s with some k!llers (saint lawrence!)
free my n-gg-s, free my n-gg-s
we ride but we don’t see them n-gg-s
when we catch ’em, leave them n-gg-s
n-gg-s know they really b-tches
i could put that on the set
like f-ck the mansions and the ex
we gonna pull up where ya at (money!)

[hook]

- fbg duck

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