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letra de skub n skilla show - sada baby

[chorus: sada baby]
[?] ain’t even watching
i’m looking for them n-ggas from my side, said they plotting
they don’t know my young n-ggas hungry, hippopotamus
drop a n-gga head, drop a b-tch, face the consequences
i can feel it in the air, my iggas want that chopper music
gutter music, k!ll a n-gga mama, sister, brother to it
this sh-t serious
k!ll a n-gga, different styles like i’m furious

[verse 1: sada baby]
hit him, boys in the hood, toys in the trunk, get him
percies in the house, [?] in the couch, flip them
dogs in the trap, barking on your ass, sick him
we go get [?] talk brazy
[?] but we gon’ clear [?]
i’ll put the hollo to his neck, like an [?]
[?] 5 percent, your b-tch staring
i’ll wipe a n-gga nose, then wipe a b-tch mouth
bullet holes in they close, soon as they leave the house
what the f-ck this n-gga saying? f-ck these n-ggas talking ’bout?
so many shooters on his ass, he screaming for a time out
ain’t no stopping, ain’t none of that
lame, hit your b-tch [?]
gang split your dome, leave your son upset
[?] my whole chest look like [?]
change [?] your b-tch got that super wet
thank you, run my check, for i have my neck
[?] got that dope money, scooba steve
rifle, if i miss a n-gga, he was with the angels
[chorus: sada baby]
[?] ain’t even watching
i’m looking for them n-ggas from my side, said they plotting
they don’t know my young n-ggas hungry, hippopotamus
drop a n-gga head, drop a b-tch, face the consequences
i can feel it in the air, my iggas want that chopper music
gutter music, k!ll a n-gga mama, sister, brother to it
this sh-t serious
k!ll a n-gga, different styles like i’m furious

[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
i’m ’bout to hit him, my 40 freaky, if i blow it, it’s gon’ kiss him
seen an opp n-gga, i’m like scoob, he like sk!lla
i’m like who? we gon’ k!ll him
quit playing both sides, n-gga, shoot through the middle
this sh-t serious
f-ck every opp n-gga, b-tch blood, period
[?] n-ggas cripping, ’cause it’s serious
when we run through the bag fast, they be furious
i be [?] weed in the [?]
[?] flex, off take his top
n-gga, no cap, she treat me like i’m presidential
had to [?] she know i’m the whole [?]

- sada baby

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