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letra de you a foon -freestyle- {p rico remix} - nxble kesh

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you a foon -freestyle- {p rico remix}

du-du-dutches sucka
(dutches sucka x3)

dk x6

lethal x2

this goon sh-t
(goon sh-t)
not fo’ you kid
(kid)
you a foon
(foon)
man i do this
(do this)
i’m so ruthless
(ruthless)
grab my tool
(grab my tool)
then i shoot it
(shoot it)
you is loosin’
(loosin’)
i be cool
(be cool)
you can’t move w/ the movement
(movement)
boy go back school
(boy go back to school)

2 2 3, pointin’ at your team, feel this heat
your b-tch feelin’ me
kush smoke float up ta the ceiling
you payin’ bills, i’m billin’

ca-call me billy, i’m the goat, this hoe don’t get no gwop
she silly
(she silly)
pull up on ya pop, then skirt off w/ your fendi

purp in my blunt, purp in my cup
bad b-tch twerkin’ on my gun
now she wanna f-ck
give her d-ck, then kick her out my crib
show a sl-t no love, they just wanna take my money
i-i’m no dummy, stupid b-tch go back ta the club, you is not gon’ get my money

stupid ! hahahaha

almost on e, pull up ta my plug, he got ps
time fo’ the reup
(reup)
fill my bag w/ dimes &’ dubs
(dubs)
stuffin’ fat nugs in my dutch
s/o $b, that’s my f-ckin’ brotha
f-ck w/ him, you end up in the motha f-ckin’ gutter

( my 40 bang ! )

empty out a whole clip on ya face
ar &’ my fn mag loaded in the back
double dare ya ta f-ck w/ me
dessert eagle &’ my beretta loaded im not hesitant
(i’m nit hesitant)
get flapped if you talkin’ that

p-ssy come &’ feel this mac, rugar, or my uzi
when it comes ta guns i’m not choosy
shoot ya leave ya oozin’ at night
(at night)
i be creepin’ while i’m cruisin’
so you better pull if you tottin’ that all black tooly

( betta pull it ! )

grab my shot gun out the trunk
took ya head off w/ one pump
bag ya up
drop ya at the dump
shoulda stayed away
now ya done
sh-t was fun
now im rollin’ anotha one
smokin’ while i clean my gun
now his homies want my blood

$b go grab the strap…
k-ssan go grab the blade…
que go grab the k…
lino go grab the nade

they comin’

got the 9 &’ it gotta sight
it’s sos, shoot on sight
my shooter got a eye
shoot you in the eye
got my steel toes on, stomp ya face
smash it like a pie
leave no one alive
mamas cryin’
heard they children died

each &’ every one of my enemies 6ft deep man
should’ve never f-cked w/ me
got k!llers on my team
(got k!llers on my team)
me, q, lino, k-ssan &’ sb
packin’ plenty heat
fo’ every enemy &’ if you don’t believe
your more than welcome ta come &’ see

lethal x2

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