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letra de wit da gang - luh flow

{intro: luh flow}
(gang)
(man flow in this b-tch f-ck what n-ggas talking bout man)

(luh flow up in this b-tch n-gga already know what the f-ck going on n-gga)

(boom) (boom) (boom) (boom)

{verse 1: luh rundown}
imma start this off by saying f-ck yo dawg that boy a rat trying to leave him d.o.a so we gone creep up from the back this lil hoe ain’t got no frontal so i’m pulling out her tracks she kind of ugly but she thick so imma hit it from the back better come correct cause b-tch i’m off this yerk i’m feeling good my n-ggas putting belts to ass i really hope that’s understood how the f-ck you claim you stepping n-ggas ran you out yo hood come shop with me ain’t sh-t for free cause we got kb in this wood boy stop that lying you know the truth dissing like you bulletproof like we won’t spin hang out the roof no j.o.g hop out and shoot off this gas i’m finna puke she said she like my n-ggas too we locked in wе in the stu’ she might as well just f-ck thе crew know my glizzy got a d-ck catch a opp might take a p-ss how many times i got to say it boy you gone die behind that diss keep a pole but i don’t fish certified so i won’t miss we ran him down he begging for his life he shouldn’t have made that list

{verse 2: luh flow}
hear them shots you better duck ’cause if you don’t then boy you f-cked stupid b-tch don’t call my phone ’cause i ain’t cuffing on no sl-t matter fact won’t pick it up that n-gga dead go pick ’em up swear this sh-t like gta we hopping out of dually trucks say my name up in that diss and you get did like kk glizzy bro i’m spinning ’bout the guys i swear to god that’s my only reason catch a opp you got to k!ll ’em jump out gang lil bruh gone get you he would have did it off the face but i still payed ’cause i’m that n-gga gang

{verse 3: j2}
diss the guys don’t say no more just send the ‘lo i’ll get up with you man these n-ggas they be b-tches they snitching on they f-cking n-ggas that lil hoe body b-tch she sucked my d-ck and ate my kids running trains on these hoes he flex that gun bro take his pole chop his back and do it by myself either way i want his soul i ain’t f-cking with no young hoes you know i like ’em grown slim thick pretty b-tch she trying to take a n-gga soul take a glock man f-ck da jig just know i bucked that n-gga pole she gone eat that d-ck anytime she eat it off the bone

{verse 4: luh flow & luh rundown}
he got shot ain’t bust his bl!ck that’s what he get for talking sh-t running round with kuku n-ggas they be on r-t-rded sh-t man shot that p-ssy in his back that n-gga dead can’t get him back i be on the block n-ggas where the f-ck you n-ggas at get that drop we pulling up we trying to spin and catch a hat go grab the glock if they parked outside we gone flip they ride i’m trying to spin if he diss again i promise we gone slide i popped a ‘perc b-tch i’m feeling weird i can’t feel a thing i’m in the club b-tch i got that flame i bet he tuck his chain spin the block i got perfect aim luh flow aim at his brain n-gga said he pushing p we pushing ‘dracs we not the same n-gga (pop pop)

- luh flow

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