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letra de smoke - vl deck & youngboy never broke again

[intro: vl deck]
brr
fred on em
splash town to the a
fred on em
that juice, by the way

[verse 1: vl deck]
[?]
[?]
everyday i drip, b-tch thought i was a scammer
free my shooter [?] judge got him in the slammer
your b-tch call me daddy, ’cause i f-ck her like an animal

[chorus: vl deck]
i shoot that b-tch til it melt
14 when i first stepped
never need a [?] make a p-ssy n-gga tap out my d-mn self
pull up in the foreign, let the carbin hit, sound like a drum [?]
n-ggas sleeping on me, wake them up, they gon’ overdose on [?]

[verse 2: vl deck]
[?] hit me up, told me [?]
so you know that it’s siman says
freed kay blocka out that jail, now lil bro bussin heads
finally got a buz, so i chase it with ambition
tip from my old lady, said get ’em, but she still miss me
caught myself chilling, til my sister hit my phone
pushed the b-tton, i wanna see these n-ggas die the same way
you don’t want this, you don’t want this bag on your head
close [?] really [?]
gunshots and teddy bears come behind this [?]
get back in the projects, and i spin that [?]
i’ve been making music , but the [?]
still rubbing shoulders with n-ggas who be out your weight class
neighborhood [?] still thuggin
12 years old, can’t tell them lil n-ggas nothing
some like to fight, but they usually go get they weapon
police on they ass, but they posted and still selling
[?] jumping, we trapping them [?]
i don’t do the drop, for my smokers, i like to stretch it
neighborhood watch, they lerking and still telling
old folks trippin, [?] traffic, we still get it
[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
no, i’m not feeling these n-ggas
they get out of line, we gon’ shoot at them n-ggas
[?]
300 bands on all of my n-ggas
[?] no b-tches
and i’m still hiding from the camera
[?] like a [?]
tryna sn-tch my sh-t, i’ma bam ya
i’m in this b-tch with lil [?]
i need me a victom to shoot some
with the dice at the trap with the 8
if you say you got money, then n-gga, let’s shoot some
already rich, if you win, i ain’t losing nothing
still in this b-tch, [?] going on 2 [?]
[?] been a dog, and he ready to chew some
say he want smoke, but i know he ain’t ’bout nothing

- vl deck youngboy never broke again

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