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letra de shottas pt.2 - the deadly youngan

[chorus]
b-tch i got shottas
b-tch i got shottas
and they aiming at yo block
put you to sleep before the clock
live with them rats and you gone rot
its burning up we really hot
them n-ggas talking murda murda
watch how i pull up with them hurters
them hurters hit him where it hurt him
play with that fire we gone burn him
that n-gga tryna get above me he to slow just like a turtle
i need a real girl thats gone love me and mention me up in her journal

[verse 1]
that boy still alive inside the grave he finna die of dehydration
when we spin the block gеt loud like the fan on a playstation
dont p-ss me off i gеt to shooting bust yo head out of frustration
got all these bands gotta give out to the homeless give a donation
these n-ggas gone keep on stepping on sh-t like marching
we stepping on blocks step fresh as h-ll on music videos step to the wall i need my phone charging i have yo b-tch back arching im going r-t-rded
deadly gone shoot b-tch i can not be guarded
think he from the projects we leave him discarded he up in heaven that boy bombarded
b-tch you dont get credit for driving along the street make sure you hit sum
b-tch i put cam up on yo ass you play with me b-tch you ain’t on nun
b-tch i been looking for someone to hit delete and yet im still hunting
that freaky hoe had put yo ass up in them sheets she had yo ass blushing
b-tch i can’t stand n-gga who hate just for the clout they know im upcoming
b-tch im quick up on my feet dont need no car you better start running
b-tch ytk 4l i swear we going up know what we becoming
we bust inside the door and flush they ass like b-tch we been plumbing
[chorus]
b-tch i got shottas
b-tch i got shottas
and they aiming at yo block
put you to sleep before the clock
live with them rats and you gone rot
its burning up we really hot
them n-ggas talking murda murda
watch how i pull up with them hurters
them hurters hit him where it hurt him
play with that fire we gone burn him
that n-gga tryna get above me he to slow just like a turtle
i need a real girl thats gone love me and mention me up in her journal

[verse 2]
b-tch this sh-t part 2 of shottas n-gga play we gone drop em like a soda we gone pop em
that boy running we gone stop em we running with dracs and aks run up on me we lock em
spot em we got him ain’t talking spotemgottem run that n-gga down we gone rob em
these new glocks with a switch i brought em hop out them murders we caused em
lil b-tch we still smoking the dead opps getting sky high on leeke
i think im in love with this b-tch i swear i love my drac like drake love kiki
b-tch i blend in with the crowd we blend the opps like some kiwi
i swear ima be famous im next up michael jackson go he he
b-tch i got out my mind with da album and knew i was next up
f-ck ass n-gga dont p-ss me off b-tch like a volcano i erupt
he talking out his neck flip his whip dump his ass in that truck
said you stepping in the suburbs f-ck boy you is a duck
i know yall want life of a youngan part 2 that hoe coming soon just need a lil time
that boy said he k!lling the deadly behind his dog name must be out yo rabbit ass mind
you is not on my level im on my way to the top you dumb f-ck n-ggas is to far behind
all you f-ck boys is weird you n-ggas disgust me you n-ggas is green like some limes
[chorus]
b-tch i got shottas
b-tch i got shottas
and they aiming at yo block
put you to sleep before the clock
live with them rats and you gone rot
its burning up we really hot
them n-ggas talking murda murda
watch how i pull up with them hurters
them hurters hit him where it hurt him
play with that fire we gone burn him
that n-gga tryna get above me he to slow just like a turtle
i need a real girl thats gone love me and mention me up in her journal

- the deadly youngan

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