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letra de my chain - sob x rbe

[chorus: yhung t.o.]
and girl you know the name ’cause you can see it on my chain
they wanna take my spot, i gotta keep my thang
i gotta stay on top, get money and f-ck fame
get money and duck lames
on my brothers, on my gang

and girl you know the name ’cause you can see it on my chain
they wanna take my spot, i gotta keep my thang
i gotta stay on top, get money and f-ck fame
get money and duck lames
on my brothers, on my gang

[verse 1: slimmy b]
big body, pull up bentley, move same
been balling, way before 2k
four n-ggas, two glocks, two ‘k’s
two whips, hit they block two ways
n-gga heart cold, i been going through some thangs
for so long, i’ve been feeling all this pain
for so long, i’ve been praying for a change
but we made it through the rain, h-lla young n-ggas paid
on the gang, don’t make me up this glock and get to tripping
i don’t shoot for fun, i handle business
clip poking on my hip, b-tch extended
leave a n-gga face down with no witness
these n-ggas say they pimping, really simping
these n-ggas say they thugging really b-tches
love when i hit it from the back ’cause you the thickest
a young paid n-gga from the trenches

[verse 2: yhung t.o.]
ayy little n-gga fall back
got a gang full of thugs, jeans full of racks
they was dissing on them songs but now i’m stating all facts
’cause when we called them n-ggas out they tried to take it all back
unless you’re og superman, that n-gga ain’t going to say nothing
bro just got home out that can, he trying to really spray something
in my section you ain’t safe you n-ggas better stay clutching
better pray for better days ’cause b-tch your worst day’s coming
bad b-tch is a mug she said her ex was a scrub
she go to work and the house and don’t pop out to no clubs
that’s why she gets all my love, already know what it was
she said babe don’t forget your blaps, she know her n-gga a thug
she know her n-gga that n-gga, f-ck the cops and the system
we was sliding on opps and bro was f-cking they sister
b-tch to the gang i’m committed
and we might die how we’re living
but for my gang b-tch i’m riding, and i’ma die for my n-ggas

[verse 3: daboii]
b-tch you know what i rep ’cause you can see it on my chain
i’m tryna see what you’ll do for a little piece of change
i got a chop to make it thunder and a glock to make it rain
i give a f-ck what n-ggas hollering i be going where i can
i ain’t even in the room, how i’m the topic of discussion?
once they get up in the whip i cannot stop from what’s coming
your best die and you don’t slide? he gets no p-ss, don’t shoot a woman
you the one to stress her out? well i’ma pop her like i’m humming
i gotta stay on top, won’t be the same without t.o. & slim
disrespect the gang? then c-ck it back and put a hole in him
whole comma on one pair of shoes, still ain’t broke ’em in
you can get your -ss rolled up if you roll with them
not k!ller talking, scared or not? then n-gga come and blow it then
never let the gleeky leave my side, this b-tch my closest friend
and don’t invite me to no parties ’cause i won’t attend
come and send a shot up over here and lose a bro again b-tch

- sob x rbe

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