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letra de shit bag - jaydayoungan

[intro]
how the f-ck y’all n-ggas been slangin’ iron and y’all ain’t upped the murder rate yet?
y’all n-ggas f-ckin’ playin’, man
get out the f-ckin’ streets or you gon’ get shot in yo’ sh-t

[chorus]
how the f-ck y’all been slanging iron, n0body died yet?
he take a couple shots to the stomach, now the b-tch can’t digest
i’m with the sh-ts, two glocks with d-cks, i think them b-tches bis-x
it turn out bad, he lose his ass, if it get where his thighs at
rusty ass stick, this b-tch a throwback, i’m a gangster and they know that
he yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his ‘fro back
come alone, catch yo’ ass while you at home, step like a doormat
break ya bone, the stick’ll hit you in your neck all where your throat at

[verse]
b-tch, i might do you bad, i just might flash, i ain’t talking kodak
take off them f-cking pants, put on a pad with your lil’ hoe ass
tryna run off with my sack, b-tch, i’ma clap, leave you with no back
b-tch, you ain’t in the trap, that sh-t be cap with your lil’ broke ass
like bust a head about that sh-t, what the f-ck you waiting for?
when i was broke as f-ck, i ain’t have sh-t but my .380 tucked
we smashed the whole car so when it’s war, b-tch put the babies up
he act like he don’t love his life, b-tch that’s what i’m gon’ take it for

[pre-chorus]
how the f-ck you n-ggas thuggin’ but ain’t slung no iron yet
point that b-tch where his mind at and knock his f-ckin’ line back
and i’ma see ’bout you, but you gon’ bleed ’bout it for tryin’ that
catch you a hat, you get a sack just like a f-cking line back
but tell me this
[chorus]
f-ck y’all been slanging iron, n0body died yet?
he take a couple shots to the stomach, now the b-tch can’t digest
i’m with the sh-ts, two glocks with d-cks, i think them b-tches bis-x
it turn out bad, he lose his ass, if it get where his thighs at
rusty ass stick, this b-tch a throwback, i’m a gangster and they know that
he yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his ‘fro back
come alone, catch yo’ ass while you at home, step like a doormat
break ya bone, the stick’ll hit you in your neck all where your throat at

- jaydayoungan

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