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letra de gladys night - kye drilly (ydz)

[verse: kye drilly]
i could rap my ass off & then go sing like gladys knight
how you walk around my city dissing deads but got no pipe ?
700 that’s my brotha & he throw the makk
we gon hop out that yop, they start running track
how you dissing ya own deads, i swear these n-ggas lame
why tf you got a bl!ck but you ain’t let it flame ??
n-ggas talking on my name, i bet they know the real
i got like 20 in both pockets & i got no deal
spinning through they side, don’t put the car in the park
we gon put em in the trunk, he disappear in dark
they know i’m independent, but could’ve been signed
he tried to duck his top & got hit from behind
i heard she wanna f-ck mе, you better stay in line
yеa i’m the youngest turnt up, the whole city mine
he tried run & duck the action, caught 1 to the leg
i was out there in that war, yk it’s life or death
700 that’s my brotha, he gon keep on throwing
meet me in the ring you getting slammed just like i’m kevin owens
left the bank with so much cash, this n-gga think i robbed it
he was dissing on my dead’s & now he wanna cop it
if you see me with that chop, you better f-cking flock it

- kye drilly ydz

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