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letra de ooou - gudda brvckin

[intro]
(hennessy made it)
(cj, this beat so cold)

[chorus]
i be with my n-ggas and steppers, who tryna try somethin’?
talkin’ like you got it for real, but you ain’t got nothin’
you ain’t outside for real, ayy, go and pop somethin’
i be with the gang outside, who tryna chop somethin’?
ooh, i be with my n-ggas, yeah, they woo
and i heard you got them k!llers, i do too
we be posted on the block with the tools
huh, huh, ooh

[verse 1]
i’m with the gang, n-gga
i be posted with the same n-ggas
they say they outside with k!llers, i’m with the same drillers
i know some k!llers outside, but i don’t mention n-ggas
ayy, ridin’ with my chop, it’s tommy hilfiger
i be with the n-ggas outside who boost the murder rate
you ain’t gotta ask n0body, i keep a dirty k
i ain’t into savin’ n0body ’cause i ain’t got a cape
n-gga came through and slid and he ain’t even get away
yeah, yeah, tell ’em what you want, just don’t tell on me
yeah, yeah, n-ggas in the field, but we got felonies
yeah, yeah, n-ggas play with you, but we gon’ play for keeps
i’m with the n-ggas, press and play and we gon’ do the flee
whoopty whoop caught him a body and he ain’t comin’ home
he took that time like a g, you know he stay strong
free the real, the ones fightin’ all day long
beefin’ with homies, you know i gotta stay long
[chorus]
i be with my n-ggas and steppers, who tryna try somethin’?
talkin’ like you got it for real, but you ain’t got nothin’
you ain’t outside for real, ayy, go and pop somethin’
i be with the gang outside, who tryna chop somethin’?
ooh, i be with my n-ggas, yeah, they woo
and i heard you got them k!llers, i do too
we be posted on the block with the tools
huh, huh, ooh

[verse 2]
watch where we shoot, yeah, we gon’ slide in
you don’t hear nothin’, huh, you gon’ spin again
i was taught to spin a bend, but i ain’t never need no [?]
if i had a second chance, i’d do it all again
had to throw away my iphone, siri in my business too much
all that back and forth talkin’, i ain’t doin’ too much
yeah, you ain’t beat the body ’cause you talk too much
and i feel like lil baby ’cause i drink too much
n-ggas get you gone in a second ’cause you ain’t on sh-t
showin’ off your gun, yeah, yeah, but is you gon’ bl!ck?
he think he on, he think he up, he think he got a l!ck
but watch he switch when he see my n-ggas got a switch
you ain’t never hang with them k!llers, you all cap, n-gga
you ain’t never caught you no body and that’s just facts, n-gga
i be with the n-ggas outside in all black, n-gga
keep the street sh-t off the internet, you a rap n-gga
[chorus]
i be with my n-ggas and steppers, who tryna try somethin’?
talkin’ like you got it for real, but you ain’t got nothin’
you ain’t outside for real, ayy, go and pop somethin’
i be with the gang outside, who tryna chop somethin’?
ooh, i be with my n-ggas, yeah, they woo
and i heard you got them k!llers, i do too
we be posted on the block with the tools
huh, huh, ooh

- gudda brvckin

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