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letra de yl lyfe - ngeeyl

[intro]
icey, i’m so sick of you
bag
big bag
yl, yl
gang
watch your hoe
gang gang
double s
mob
stick gang
stick gang

[chorus]
i said i’m living like i’m bulletproof
got n-ggas hiding out here playing peekaboo
i got shootas in the cut and they peek at you
and the choppa light him up just like pikachu
i got these p-ssy -ss n-ggas tryna be me
i can’t see you f-ck n-ggas just like stevie
i might just pull up hit that n-gga with a .223
choppa hit him from his f-ckin’ neck to his knees

[verse]
i’ma spray that boy up, he gon’ have to lay down
heard you were in my f-ckin’ town
n-gga, don’t come to my f-ckin’ town
n-gga, double s gon’ gun you down
i got sh-t that be knockin’ down ships and sh-t
and i’m eatin’ plenty big chips, lil b-tch
n-gga, i got plenty frito lay
i got shootas hit ya broad day
i’m in love with my baby -ss k
got a bad b-tch she from michigan
i came up from robbin’, flippin’ zips and sh-t
i already know that he ain’t got no bricks
probably why your main hoe all on my d-ck
she like “legend, why you touch my baby daddy”
and if you still kiss that b-tch that n-gga nasty
and i’m draped in all kind of designer fashion
my lil n-ggas pull up on you let you have it
my lil n-ggas pull up on you and they blastin’
i got shootas in the cut and they ready to f-ck some sh-t up
my lil n-ggas in the cut and they ready to spray some sh-t up
i got hunned n-ggas behind me ready to pound your -ss out
i got a big motherf-ckin’ glock with a 30 hangin’ out
y’all lil n-ggas talk that sh-t, but y’all can’t pull up on the south
i got big f-ckin’ pounds, i got big hunned rounds
got a choppa on me now, it gon’ have to gun him down, gang gang

- ngeeyl

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