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letra de shame - larry league

[intro: larry]
chop, chopping, and i might just break you off
what he pushing lame, the truth can’t feed that to my dogs

[intro 2: dj scream]
this the legendary dj scream speaking
this the new movement, the new wave
larry league motherf-ckers
it’s time to take off let’s go

[verse 1: larry]
i know they smelling me
f-ck what he telling me
pain where the pleasure be
yung bois go flex for me
chop, chopping, and i might just break you off
what he pushing lame the truth can’t feed that to my dogs
trap pad is posh, i’m pouring drop up on the rocks
when i start to glo i’ll watch ’em fly just like some moths
if i brought you just bought it and that’s half of what i got
it’s a god d-mn shame they just lost they whole clout

[verse 2: lil’ yachty]
it’s a god d-mn shame you lost all your clout
it’s a god d-mn shame your pockets in a drought
it’s a god d-mn shame you try to plot on me
it’s a god d-mn shame i’ll have to wet your tee
said these n-ggas think he’s sweet cause the beads in my hair
i’ll f-ck a n-gga b-tch with these beads in my hair
i’ll beat a n-gga -ss with these beads in my hair
carve a n-gga like a pumpkin if he get an -ssumption
cherry red whip slide in when i come to the function
and my wrist cost a grip you can tell i’m stunting
and my b-tch lips brown you can tell she been blunting
i cannot f-ck with insta-n-ggas cause these n-ggas be fronting

[chorus: larry]
it’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a god d-mn shame
we be taking what we get so we get what we take
it’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a god d-mn shame
young boys late, couldn’t wait, get the h-ll out my face

[verse 3: randy]
i just took your sh-t, who to blame, who to blame
fame just popped up in my face i couldn’t wait
crop, crop, crop, yeah that’s all i f-cking flip
randy f-cking pilot on these b-tches landing strip
north atlanta, north atlanta, you ain’t from north atlanta
pulled up blind side, sandra bullock in my fanta
why i always stunt? i be drunk just like your aunt
yachty got a rifle like we going on a hunt

[verse 4: senseiatl]
this bentley, ain’t friendly
that work is savvy
b-tch chase my like chevy
finnesed her already
hit a f-cking l1ck and then i move
f-cked your main b-tch then i snooze
smoking on this dope, you can call me carl wheezer
looking h-lla icy i just came up out the freezer
f-cked my money up catch me stroking through the check
my shooter cold blooded like he came from quebec

- larry league

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