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letra de 10hunnit - runitup jaybo

(adlibs)
lordz… aye (dime baby, aye, huh)

(intro)
pushin’ 10 hunnit gotta problem, n-gga make it known
n-gga if my shooter wasn’t down, you wouldn’t have made it home
put they brother down did n-ggas slide, no they made a post
b-tch you ain’t no shooter, stop frontin, zaya take his pole
b-tch you ain’t that n-gga like that, that b-tch ah set you up

(verse 1)
sit outside yo spot you come out, then we gon wet you up
my n-ggas came from nun’ my n-gga, so please don’t flex with us
you let that b-tch get to you n-gga, she really bettered blood
up yo pole b-tch ain’t no fadin’, chucky don’t go for that
i can’t put my trust in no n-gga, whoever told a fact
never еver failed onna l!ck, b-tch all i know is lash
last b-tch that tried to sеt a play, we got on her ass
i can’t even name me a time, that i done gave a pass
i can’t even name a sucka rhyme, that really even gas

(verse 2)
i remember gettin’ on n-ggas, when they came innat jam
remember n-ggas stayed in they cell, when politics was ran
glock 40. and it’s been clean, this b-tch ah never jam
all you doin’ is givin’ her d-ck, that sh-t ah never last
ion wanna f-ck on no b-tch, that can’t bring in a bag
all these b-tches blowin’ my line, got n-ggas b-tches mad
(verse 3)
boy you out here f-ckin on b-tches, that ain’t gon never pay
you lettin’ that b-tch sit around broke, tell her to bust a date
all that negativity b-tch, like get the f-ck away
let a b-tch start f-ckin’ with suckas, she gettin’ cut today
bro just spent a band onnat chop, that he gon’ flip for more
cheesin’ n-ggas whips, got n-ggas hidin’, n-ggas skippin’ loads
thought i was gon stay in da hood, no b-tch i’m skippin’ homes
cus every time i dropped me a shot, b-tch they knew where to go
cuddie ru went down for a homi’, they said he smoked da b-tch
all you see is holes in they loads, like we was pokin’ sh-t
you are not no vet as no shooter, so you can’t hold the stick
yo brother out here tellin’ on n-ggas, and you promote the sh-t

(verse 4)
cuddie ru went down for a homi’, they said he smoked da b-tch
all you see is holes in they loads, like we was pokin’ sh-t
you are not no vet as no shooter, so you can’t hold the stick
yo brother out here tellin’ on n-ggas, and you promote the sh-t
other side bangin’ n-ggas dissin’, got em’ televised
b-tch yo brother died, stop postin’ b-tch n-gga slide
onna gram they seem h-lla hard, but n-ggas really shy
my east n-ggas chased bro out his feet, and i’ll never lie

(outro)
n-ggas always askin’ for sh-t, like lemme hold sum’
weird n-gga, you are not lordz, so you can’t hold nun’
n-ggas out here claimin’ they hot, boy you ain’t blow nun’
check the board for what, b-tch n-gga you ain’t score nun’
n-ggas always askin’ for sh-t, like lemme hold sum’
weird n-gga, you are not lordz, so you can’t hold nun’
n-ggas out here claimin’ they hot, boy you ain’t blow nun’
check the board for what, b-tch n-gga you ain’t score nun’

- runitup jaybo

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