letra de no remorse - nsb youngzy
grah, grah, grah
rraahh rraahhh
gang!
i came around with the green and the torch
that really can happens, i’m not steady bluffin’
if you diss on my block, i ain’t show remorse
they talkin’ on hots, but never they did nothin’
word to bro, with this .40 gon’ bark him
i’m with the goons, startin’ to be buggin’
and they know i be movin’ with caution
hop out the v, brodie they gon’ buzz him
deez on my body, this cannot be stolen
and y’all better duck every time when i’m throwin’
and she tryna f-ck ’til the p-ssy get swollen
ain’t no love for the smooch, i just f-ck with my doley
why she beggin’ me just like a foley?
her p-ssy get wet ’cause i know i got rollie
ain’t no love for the hoes tryna phone me
i know she a thot and she just tryna book me
wanna ask, where the f-ck is your brain?
keep sayin’ my name, i’ma goin’ insane
bro, we gon’ flock ’cause we ebk
he fanned out, i know you just lookin’ for fame
throw shots at the who? throw shots at the gang?
he never did nothin’, he runnin’ from his gang
ohh, you wanna talk? tryna do your thang?
every time when i see you i’m gon’ let it bang (ewokk)
why you droppin’ the song tryna sneakin’?
did you know i’m not come to that place with my bros?
i’m movin’ dolo, i’m itchin’
when the beef start to goin’ viral
so many gangsta comin’, they gon’ b-tchin’
how these p-ssy tryna get involved
’cause they see a chance, they startin’ to l!ckin’
i get jumped by the opps? that sh-t is a fake
since i’m comin’ dolo, i got ’em respect
i’m just tryna prove, bro i be brave
it’s just me and my body, i’m movin’ too tact
ain’t no gangsta cappin’ on my track
smokin’ a opps, turns to a pack
brodie, wassup? what you tryna jack?
gon’ hit you tomorrow, please don’t runnin’ back
off the henny, if you run, we gon’ chase up
send me addy, you know we don’t play up
everything k, catch a opp, we don’t lay up
in the spot, you gon’ see we got cash out
in the city, you know i’ma stand out
that b-tch a foreign, don’t know what she talkin’ ’bout
and my brother cl!ckin’ like it’s flame shot
they know i’m gangsta, b-tches give me a handjob
deez on my body, this cannot be stolen
and y’all better duck every time when i’m throwin’
and she tryna f-ck ’til the p-ssy get swollen
ain’t no love for the smooch, i just f-ck with my doley
why she beggin’ me just like a foley?
her p-ssy get wet ’cause i know i got rollie
ain’t no love for the hoes tryna phone me
i know she a thot and she just tryna book me
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