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letra de fed baby - g12 zah

[chorus]
momma’s cryin’, sayin’ we soul sn-tching babies
my dawg can’t get up out that trench, this sh-t gon’ drive him crazy
fed baby, bodies droppin’ back to back, we drop sh-t on the daily
just saw my n-ggas die, the streets turned my heart cold
dawg, he looked your brother in his eyes before he took his soul
and off them drugs, i get a better high
this rap beef gettin’ old
sh-t, i can’t lie, commit to takin’ lives
we done cook sh-t like a stove
when in that jam, he never fold, ain’t never need to [?]
[verse]
[?]
i had a plan to get my bag up
spent them racks up with my bros
i nevеr plan on cuffin’ hoes
she double back [?]
12 donе put his wrist on froze
sh-t, i don’t need the b-tch, won’t please the b-tch no more
i had to leave some n-ggas ’lone
sh-t, how they need to do me wrong
they’d prolly leave if i [?]
had dreams of demons in my home
i know some n-ggas want me gone
you right or wrong, we back your play
sh-t, either way, yeah, we gon’ blow
my opps be fanned out, keep trollin’ on them socials
we [?] that block a thousand times
tottin’ glocks, they got them hunnid rounds
[?] we hop out chase him down
baby i will paint sh-t red about that five
[?]
some n-ggas dead, they mad ain’t even ’live, i know they hate me now

- g12 zah

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