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letra de lockdown - p.y.l young day

[verse one: young day & j 40]
so much diamonds on my neck
i don’t need a f-cking check
government askin’ for my bills
but they not even gonna steal
yeah, lockdown had me going crazy
these pills got me f-ckin lazy
they ask day “why you so late?”
’cause i could never spit no wrong
makin’ money with my song
cut her throat drink on blood (what the f-ck?)
that’s some freaky sh-t to say
but that’s why i’m f-cking day(40,40,40)
you can get it f-ckin’ mild(40,40,40)
what the ops got in mind? (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)

[verse two: j 40]
(aye fah)
f-cking bring that n-gga to the bay pull that choppa out
call that n-gga dat ’cause he f-ck with every person
pull that choppa out aim it at his f-cking dome n-gga
make a n-gga foam like he got f-cking rabies
b-tch, make a b-tch n-gga swallow my f-cking babies
b-tch shut the f-ck up, if you think you talkin’ out yo neck
n-ggas talkin’ out they necks
n-ggas dissin’ on me and day
get your ass put in a f-cking casket
leave that n-gga folded up pass it
n-gga i’ll pass the mic
n-gga i’ll make it out the block
n-gga i can leave you shocked
i can leave any n-gga shocked
you get old 40 back then you should get some r&b
n-gga, you was rocking me
and rocking all that slaundry
and i’ll f-ck a n-gga up n-gga
you know what my name is
don’t f-ck it up n-gga 40
fo fo n-gga fo fo n-gga, fo fo n-gga fo fo on gang n-gga
(aye where the f-ck v3rty at?)
[verse three: !mv3rty]
i gotta switch
all black duffel bag
you shoot gun you b-tch
i’ma get him back
hop in that field and i’m sippin’ that lean
i’m just sippin codeine
i’m in that big body jeep
yo kids wanna be like me

[chorus: !mv3rty]
and i feel woke
all my rhymes like sh-t
i might k!ll you
i might sell my real

[verse four: !mv3rty]

[chorus: !mv3rty]

[outro: j 40]
yeah oh we on lockdown
we on lockdown
40, v3rty, day

- p y l young day

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