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letra de cappin - southside

[intro: young sizzle]
i pull up and that sh-t that cost your life and that’s a mark
i’m gonna get 100 mil and i put that on my mom
i’m blowin’ up on them lil’ b-tches hiroshima i’m gone
i’m posted up i’m blowin’ that gas i’m feelin ass [?]

[verse 1: young sizzle]
i told them n-ggas stay the f-ck back b-tch i shoot for the warning
i’m drinkin’ ac and poppin’ percocet’s to start off my morning
them n-ggas flexin’ he be cappin’ knowing that he can’t afford it
i think he said i’m beefin’ with some n-ggas that way in they 40’s
i keep that ar 1-5 n-gga and know that mag got a 40
and both these fn’s got a 20 i’m off the ways with a 40
reporting live from the bank reporting live from a shortage
them n-ggas poppin’ big sh-t but really it ain’t important

[chorus: young sizzle]
what’s a traffic light b-tch i don’t go no traffic lights
they taught me how to stack it right
my lil’ hoe make a stack a night
hunnid’ shot the traffic light
turn into a tragic night
right up in that addict type
got money in the attic light
them b-tches still ain’t actin’ right
you spent your life on h-lla ice
you think you f-ckin’ better right?
you wish that you could hit her like
b-tch i been that n-gga right
trap ye i’m that n-gga right
he hopin’ i don’t get a light
i promise i will get him right
[verse 2: young sizzle]
i count up this money with passion
i swerve in the coupe and do dashes
they went out on me like i’m dashious
them n-ggas be acting like dancers
them n-ggas be lookin for answers
they want a real n-gga to stamp em’
you talk bout the clique and we blam em’
them [?] be scared of them hammers
i’m real as they come on real sh-t
go hard with that lean and the pill sh-t
i used to break in and go steal sh-t
i’m charging i don’t got a k!ll switch
i won’t even give em a lil bit
[?]
and would i end up with a good b-tch
i need me a hoe on a [?]

[bridge: young sizzle]
we see you lil’ n-ggas be stealin’ the sleigh
i’m thinking of coppin’ a mansion [?]
them n-ggas be mad [?]
i’m stackin’ them chips and i’m talkin like lays
we pull up we thuggin’ with ar’s and k’s
don’t wanna f-ck i’m just tryna get face
send them lil’ n-ggas [?]
[chorus: young sizzle]
traffic light b-tch i don’t go no traffic lights
they taught me how to stack it right
my lil’ hoe make a stack a night
hunnid’ shot the traffic light
turn into a tragic night
right up in that addict type
got money in the attic light
them b-tches still ain’t actin’ right
you spent your life on h-lla ice
you think you f-ckin’ better right?
you wish that you could hit her like
b-tch i been that n-gga right
trap ye i’m that n-gga right
he hopin’ i don’t get a light
i promise i will get him right

- southside

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