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letra de fuck aj - the deadly youngan

[verse 1] amari
when i see aj ima up and ima blow
that’s on god f-ck aj you a motherf-cking hoe
b-tch ass n-gga you didn’t want the motherf-cking smoke
when i see you snitches ima aim in with that scope
me and cayden and the deadly n-gga hitting on yo pack
ion give a d-mn i have a bullet through yo f-cking back
f-ck you talm ’bout n-gga you don’t want this sh-t
chop you up n-gga throw you in a f-cking ditch
ian tryna hear that bullsh-t b-tch you f-cking gnome
im f-cking on yo mama n-gga when she f-cking home
aj you a b-tch n-gga you don’t want the smoke
when i see yo b-tch ass put a bullet through yo throat
hoe ass n-gga you nasty as sh-t
hoe ass n-gga ain’t nothing to diss
boy ian tryna hear that sh-t
aj you a motherf-cking b-tch
aj n-gga got beat up by the deadly that’s kinda f-cking sad
yea that’s kinda f-cking-

[verse 2] the deadly youngan
stop talking sh-t you stupid b-tch
you know you ain’t no f-cking gangster
yo b-tch ass steady talking sh-t shut the f-ck up bеfore i make ya
beforе i put yo ass to sleep
broke ass b-tch im balling like the lakers
im on yo ass up on this beat i’m finna cook you like a bagel
you steady dissing on somebody until i shoot you in yo sh-t
f-ck you f-ck aiden and f-ck them n-ggas you stupid ass lil jit
i beat yo ass in that arena you still ain’t get back for them hits
and tryna get jasias to beat my ass for you you a b-tch
f-ck yo dead ass family members and yo non-existent dad
after the fight n-gga i’m happy as a b-tch and yo ass mad
tryna diss the deadly youngan n-gga yo music f-cking trash
and didn’t yo f-cking team lose seven to zero y’all suck ass
lets not talk about appearance with yo frosted flakes ass feet
calling me the friendly youngan look who friendly now not me
and n-gga you don’t get no b-tches with yo small ass f-cking meat
right now i’m higher than a b-tch
and don’t give a f-ck bout what i speak
n-ggas keep asking if i’m alright like ask aj cause im good
just know that b-tch you dead to me i hope this sh-t is understood
ask aj said he gone boom me n-gga come here wish you would
better stop dissing on lil z before i put you in a backwood
[verse 3] cayden curry
(ay gang ay)
you know i’m on go we do him bad and up the score
the deadly just poured up a four i’m off this lean it got me slow
stop all that dissing you a hoe i hope you know i got yo lo
i caught you selling used broken condoms at the corner store
like aj you a f-cking b-tch this is not a f-cking diss
ima chop yo f-cking body up and throw you in a ditch
we ain’t forget yo ass a snitch and you got a small ass d-ck
pull up at yo funeral and find yo grave rest in p-ss
uh hop up out of bed forgot my glock i gotta get my gun
best believe i pull up let off three shots aj f-cking run
boy this sh-t is not a game ion do this sh-t for f-cking fun
i catch aj out in public ima put him in a blunt
tell deadly shoot his ass
amari go and boom his ass
ima just go get him some d-mn lotion with his ashy ass
b-tch i just got a fifty mag talk sh-t then you getting wacked
swear to god when i catch aj ima f-cking spray his ass

- the deadly youngan

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