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letra de what if - go yayo

[intro]
ayy, gang gang gang, b-tch
yayo, go, woah
no more free yayo, it cost b-tch

[chorus]
i ran it up, got so much money
f-ck it, i’m givin’ out free dope
i play with paper like king kong
diamonds water water like a n-gg- left the sink on
what if i go broke today?
would you still be around, lil n-gg- don’t think so
gettin’ good top from a freak ho
she like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
what if i didn’t have these diamonds, would you still be riding?
what if that new shop wasn’t what i was driving?
would you stay with me if i wasn’t poppin’
you wanted a purse and i couldn’t even cop it
what if i ain’t have my chopper?
would i have to warn my partner if i saw these bands?
yeah i know that that’s your man
that don’t mean that he won’t get on the stand

[verse 1]
i’m sick and tired of everybody sayin’ that they riding
beef come, they be hiding
n-gg- smoked your partner now you on the internet crying
n-gg- why ain’t n-body dying?
get rid of that work like a diet, ayy
n-gg-s dissin’ but in person they quiet
hoodfame gang start a riot n-gg-
yeah yeah yeah yeah
eighteen years old, took the murder charge
seventeen years old, me and sleek, we was stealing cars
sixteen i was selling bars
fifteen when they took my n-gg- zach and it hurt my heart
middle school, man i had it hard
at school with that tool, big gun, a smith & wesson
f-ckin’ this kid, i was only eleven
on the block with my daddy, i was seven
i’m good in the six ’cause i’m locked
shout out to shoo that my fire
i’m on that perc, don’t get tired
we got good dope, this that fire
og bowls two for five
n-gg-s gon’ score, young og from the four
i f-ck up the tre and the deuce, but iron the one
b-tch -ss n-gg-
yeah yeah yeah yeah

[verse 2]
i love that you think that’s your partner
but you gotta watch when these n-gg-s turn snake over bullsh-t
got in a shootout the other day, that n-gg- still had a full clip
these n-gg-s ain’t with that sh-t
what you gon’ do if the lick turn into a hit
that n-gg- gon’ rat, he gon’ snitch
gotta watch your back when you taking risks
skrt skrt skrt, jump in that mirror and coast
i’m ballin’, i don’t need no coach
get on that red, do the most
you kissin’ that b-tch, i want throat
ayy, ayy, maison margiela my toes
these n-gg-s they just want my glow
yeah yeah yeah yeah
these rappers act tough but he really a cop
thirteen years old on the block with that mop
he play with the gang now it’s off with his top
hundred round drum, bullets comin’, won’t stop
i just got a trap on the other side
ridin’ your block, all of your bodies get show stopped
hoodfame gang, we get it hot n-gg-
yeah yeah yeah yeah

- go yayo

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