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letra de evil twins - lil fabu

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[ intro lil fabu, kay flock ]
yo run it back, run it back
im being dead serious (grah grah)
run it back what are yall on?
big nvsweepers yall know what im on

[ verse kay flock ]

i’ma step, he keep runnin’ ’til he outta breath
i kept cl!ckin’ ’til i’m goin’ deaf
oldheads get boomed too, who next?
smokin’ on who? that’s a ticket to death
try to reach, he get fled with the tec
get back gang, not sit back gang, like, big doa, we don’t settle for less
if i shoot at his māthā, he do bachata
shoot at his weave ’cause he had on a vest
i’m a demon on demon time, i already peeped
and you know i ain’t slidin’ if the scene ain’t a mеss

[ verse 2 lil fabu ]

run up on me get hit in yo pata (pata)
dissin on 3 get hit in yo matha
big doa and you know i’m flocka (doa)
and you im sippin on wocka (off the wock)
im likе get back gang like sit back gang
no get back gang like grah grah boom
and your girl she callin me papa (cay cay)
and you know she really want the knocka
catch me dd and im leavin him cold
catch me a oy you know ima blow (oyk)
and you know we sippin that wocka
pass me the grip you know im go
see 40 he ain’t runnin like woo
catch me an opp you know they got blew
send shots you know its for my kd (siege)
for the knock you know i go crazy
brodie really got hit with the brazy
brodie was runnin like katie
run up a 3 im making a blunt
see dd ima turn him into runtz (oyk)
smokin on jb get put in a pack
smokin on notti get put in a blunt
and you know ima stepa
and i always keepa bl!ck on me for tha oppas
learn from him he was a snitch
brodie got beat like a what? (b-tch)
im keep cl!ckin till i hit his lip
run up on blocks and im screamin free kay flock
and you know i was on yo block
run from me get hit with the knock
see dotty he ain’t runnin like knots (dotty)
[ chorus kay flock ]

i’ma step, he keep runnin’ ’til he outta breath
i kept cl!ckin’ ’til i’m goin’ deaf
oldheads get boomed too, who next?
smokin’ on who? that’s a ticket to death
try to reach, he get fled with the tec
get back gang, not sit back gang, like, big doa, we don’t settle for less
if i shoot at his māthā, he do bachata
shoot at his weave ’cause he had on a vest
i’m a demon on demon time, i already peeped
and you know i ain’t slidin’ if the scene ain’t a mess

[ verse 3 dougie b ]
no crazy
i’ma gbg, baby, can never let a n-gga play me
y’all diss, we spin, they pay me
doin’ it daily, movin’ with stacy, no shady
and y’all n-ggas be buggin’, like y’all don’t know who really crazy
hop out, hop in, buggin’ wit’ kd
blacked out, bugged out, b-tch, i’m d-grady
n-ggas out here switchin’ for them bands, yeah, i understand n-gga, you a man
you understand when i pop out wit’ twin, we fiendin’ to sin, ion understand
“oh, you signed for half my advance?”
“that’s your plan?” i’m like, “d-mn”
pop a xan, then i do a dance
i pop a 10, runnin’ through them bands no crazy
i’ma gbg, baby, can never let a n-gga play me
y’all diss, we spin, they pay me
doin’ it daily, movin’ with stacy, no shady
and y’all n-ggas be buggin’, like y’all don’t know who really crazy
hop out, hop in, buggin’ wit’ kd
blacked out, bugged out, b-tch, i’m d-grady
[ chorus kay flock ]

i’ma step, he keep runnin’ ’til he outta breath
i kept cl!ckin’ ’til i’m goin’ deaf
oldheads get boomed too, who next?
smokin’ on who? that’s a ticket to death
try to reach, he get fled with the tec
get back gang, not sit back gang, like, big doa, we don’t settle for less
if i shoot at his māthā, he do bachata
shoot at his weave ’cause he had on a vest
i’m a demon on demon time, i already peeped
and you know i ain’t slidin’ if the scene ain’t a mess

[ verse 4 lil fabu ]

hop out the v im throwin off 5 (reverse tha v)
catch dd im lettin off nine
catch me an opp an im makin him blind
run up with atti you better not trip
talkin on jayrip get put in a ditch
im makin bands on bands yeah you know what im on
and you know im sippin horchata
run up on me get hit with the sweepa (nvs)
if i catch jah ima put him ina-
if i catch jah ima put him the ina v
ima keep cl!ckin till i run outta breath
notti got poked and yall didn’t do grah
run up on me he can’t run up like rah
dissin’ oy yall know what im on
dissin woo lotti get put in a ditch
dissin’ on notti get put like a snitch
if i’m spinnin’ with jd dont run (jdot)
on bro we made a new pack
smokin this opp pack yall know what im on
dissin’ on dougie get hit in ya leg
dissin’ on kay kay get hit in ya neck
dissin’ on jd get put ina spliff
dissin’ on atti get put in a ditch
beam on his back lemme see how he run
and you know brodie was runnin like ricky
run up his block you know i got the bl!cky
told brodie to chill out with the nic
told him we spinnin on 300
and you know we make 400 night
catch me and opp you know ima flock
catch me ddot get put in a pack
get out the kitchen stop disssin ya mans
you know im sendin shots no brady
[chours kay flock ]

i’ma step, he keep runnin’ ’til he outta breath
i kept cl!ckin’ ’til i’m goin’ deaf
oldheads get boomed too, who next?
smokin’ on who? that’s a ticket to death
try to reach, he get fled with the tec
get back gang, not sit back gang, like, big doa, we don’t settle for less
if i shoot at his māthā, he do bachata
shoot at his weave ’cause he had on a vest
i’m a demon on demon time, i already peeped
and you know i ain’t slidin’ if the scene ain’t a mess

[outro lil fabu]

yo big nvsweepers you know what we on
big doa you know what we on
lil fabu and you know you jackin him
grah free kayflock
ya know what im on big doa
catch a oy ya know what im on
what like grah

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