letra de end of the road - the deadly youngan
[chorus]
riding round with big straps and ars im tryna hit n-gga
ain’t tryna build no name f-ck the lame n-ggas who riding d-ck n-gga
i catch you out in public that headlock gone get you zipped n-gga
we slide through with them fullys we hop out and let it rip n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
[verse 1]
riding round wit 2 extra mags and still got that b-tch on me
my lil bro need that rada he come to me cause b-tch im big homie
you went behind my back and stole from me you make me sick homie
these n-ggas get real mad cause they be broke and all thеy b-tches on me
i pop out switches on mе step on that n-gga and break the leaves
murder him and then retreat catch a bullet its r.i.p
he thought that ytk was sweet till we hopped out throwing up c’s
this choppa stung him like a bee then he died laying with flees
dont talk sh-t on the net if you not gone stand on it
dont ask me to play dice if that sh-t ain’t got a hundred bandz on it
you can’t have that sh-t you broke as f-ck and plus my hand on it
you can’t stay here you homeless b-tch this got my land on it
[chorus]
riding round with big straps and ars im tryna hit n-gga
ain’t tryna build no name f-ck the lame n-ggas who riding d-ck n-gga
i catch you out in public that headlock gone get you zipped n-gga
we slide through with them fullys we hop out and let it rip n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
javor he a b-tch n-gga sosava he a snitch n-gga
[verse 2]
choppa eat a n-gga face like fried chicken
dont care who you is we come through blitzing
dont start ducking sh-t cause im not missing
pull up to yo grave and thats where im p-ssing
f-ck yo mama cause that hoe stay tripping
b-tch yo mama tripping that i caught you slipping
we hopped out had to dumb ass tripping
im speaking straight facts you just gotta listen
b-tch i got them bowls like a n-gga mixing
smoking dead n-ggas f-cking in the kitchen
you gone drop who bro we on a mission
me and baba come through hopping out with switches
sweep up the block then ima have that b-tch rinsing
we keep them poles on us like a n-gga going fishing
a n-gga play with me he get sent to detention
like b-tch drop yo lo im tryna come through start hitting
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