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letra de juror - kynlary

no time to run [?]
i’m not scared about you
you seen that [?] choppa way outta here with [?]
like d-mn no racing
blowing they ass you don’t tell ’em bout [?]
she dancing like that, she going [?] too far
bust out the hood we sell 3.5 i’m with [?] on god
[?] shot at a brotha’
blowing my head [?] like i’m walking on crack
the f-ck is he hating [?]

and gen 5 gone take of [?]
you wouldn’t say nothing, your bro’s just laughed
big ass lil’ [?] get the [?]
n-ggas just talk about d-ck can’t have no rack in no pocket
soon as it come down, man come yeah we gone blow off your eyes out the socket
f-ck boy tryna’ run, got hit in his back got sleep paralysis
she said can you save my life, h-ll nah i’m not miles morales
fine sh-t [?]
go out thе [?] she can’t see out the eyеlids
i told you can’t get in, i didn’t even mean it
spent 3k yeah and i’m all up in my feels
i can’t [?] my [?] she love how the [?]
[?] h-ll nah i’m finna [?] you stupid f-ck, [?] dumb
when the door be up and i smell the sun
she thirsty as f-ck, just get her designer
she don’t even like to talk
sometimes i let the bad ho have it woah
your b-tch don’t f-ck just go for that
that drac brought that boy 500k
made the b-tch [?] their talking bout [?]
broke ass n-ggas their talking bout no money
[?] glocks [?] switch the .45 [?]
he dead with glock he [?]
just jumped in the a with my gun [?]
like get that ho 500 [?] right now
been singing lil keed too much, i can really get psychic i want your [?]
n-gga be capping as f-ck [?] where you at lil’ bro
aye, [?] you fine as sh-t, i can give you some [?] i can buy you some bags
my mama can’t [?]
told you come play with us, let this b-tch [?] on what you can’t get [?]
stupid ass b-tch done wanted us
trip at the [?]
come for the fire, that b-tch [?] in the dust
burning my soul, why would you trust

- kynlary

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