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letra de get back - the deadly youngan

[chorus]
ay d-mn come get yo get back
talking on the net gone leave you slumped or get yo sh-t smacked
caught that n-gga lacking we ran down and made his sh-t splat
you worried bout the youngan the f-ck n-gga come get yo b-tch back
d-mn talk crazy you get b-tch slapped
pull up in a ski and my ar k!ll you in pitch black
talm bout a scat pack b-tch vest up before you be a pack
talm bout you a k!ller go to the graveyard and tell yo mama that

[verse]
b-tch i just dropped the lo n-gga come pull up b-tch
b-tch you gone f-cking die cause b-tch im on that dumb sh-t
dead b-tch its a homicide left his brains inside a ditch
p-ssy make yo mama cry k!ll you if you play with this
b-tch stay in yo f-cking place you gone f-cking die causе you in the mix
k!ll a n-gga then go ghost put him in the box likе im roddy ricch
f-ck n-gga wanna diss on gang we pulled up now he dont exist
f-ck n-gga better duck low cause like my music i dont miss
b-tch f-ck you thought b-tch
b-tch get out and walk b-tch
b-tch yo ass in chalk b-tch
since you wanna stalk b-tch
b-tch im on all ten
b-tch gone make yo block bend
b-tch gone shoot the neighbors crib
dont give a f-ck what house you in
if we miss n-gga f-ck it we gone spin again
then we gone spin a benz we gone spin again like spinabenz
that lil b-tch exotic 50 cent b-tch we k!lled many men
got put on by who n-gga made it out with no pad or pen
know we riding with some soldiers n-gga
the real biker caught that n-gga now its over n-gga
heard leeke speaking on my name
hopped out in a rover n-gga
drive down the street empty the clip sip a four leaf clover n-gga
no gta but life rigged heard his mans died like mine did
his homie got shot like his kid yall playing off a broke bid
shoot yo legs off and cut off yo feet heard ralo dissing now he in the street
jason a real shooter but he wasn’t me caught amari boys put they ass to sleep
[chorus]
ay d-mn come get yo get back
talking on the net gone leave you slumped or get yo sh-t smacked
caught that n-gga lacking we ran down and made his sh-t splat
you worried bout the youngan the f-ck n-gga come get yo b-tch back
d-mn talk crazy you get b-tch slapped
pull up in a ski and my ar k!ll you in pitch black
talm bout a scat pack b-tch vest up before you be a pack
talm bout you a k!ller go to the graveyard and tell yo mama that

- the deadly youngan

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