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letra de home - luh bjay

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(mom, k3 making beats again)

[lil kaythree)
young n—-, tryna’ make it to the top

better watch what you say fore’ yo ass get popped

n—- speaking on cho, then them bodies get to dropping

yeah, im posted in the 5, but it’s 6 to the bone
long live cho, i just wish you made it home
i just wish you made it home
i still can’t believe that you’re really gone

i just wish that heaven had a phone
real love, i talk about you in every song

think about you everyday
i just try to stay strong

them f-ck n—– know that, that sh-t was wrong

you don’t know how it feel when treydoe walking the streets alone

(uh)
found out cho got shot and it blown my mind
now when i get in the stu, you know that i’m doing it for you

this year been crazy lost a few friends
got a (?) tryna’ slide in a benz

young n—- just like me setting trends
i got that money so you know ima’ spin

my n—–, they head hunters, so i got no choice but to sin
got a brand-new stock on the gun and that b-tch extend
whats on my hip? thats an f&n

where ever i go, ima’ stand on 10
bust my gun to (?)

take sh-t off like a (?)

call up bjay, then we gone’ spin again

you got off on who? you spinned on who? aye, 4l gang, b-tch we shoot like we hoop

try to jump me, im gone’ hit at the group

these n—– be b-tched as the f-ck they (?)

i get in the stu, and i cook sh-t up like some stew
and them f-ck n—– knowin’ that sh-t like some p–p

these n—– ain’t hard, they really be spooked
can’t guard me in sh-t, boy you know ima’ juke

….

(that’s just my side)

[luh bjay]
(and they don’t understand where i’m tryna’ go with this sh-t. how far i’m tryna’ go with this sh-t. its gone be like this though.)

freaky lil b-tch and k3 get her friend
762 be the gang til’ the end

no i can’t stop, b-tch im known to go in
i know i got to wait, but i know we gone’ win

got to make me a living, no i can’t stop now
he had played with liljay, and next thing he got shot down

im up in that mode, lil n—- im hot now
6 sticks in this crib just call it the chop house

play with li braylan now i got to jump out
do it so smooth, no need for no look out

put that boy on the grill, serve him at the cook out
and im quick to walk down with that stick make em’ black out

i ain’t f-ck with her vibe, so i had to back out
still f-ck on her face, turn her ’round, blow her back out

f-ckin’ with jai, ima’ go get em’ tracked down
plenty sticks on me, no i can’t back down. (no i can’t back down)

[lil kaythree]

(aye, no i can’t back down.)

i need my green, yeah, i need it now

catch a opp n—- lackin’ i leave with a frown

been on a f-ck n—- ass like a gown

dump the whole block down, i know you heard the sound

shots fired, bodies hit the ground

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