letra de no suburban - ya boi bron
no suburban freestyle
hook
2x i’m the reason why these n-gg-s mad
we the west got them in they bag
got these n-gg-s mad that we in our bag
you know me
young bron we the west boss on the block
young og
f-ck the cops got no sympathy for no opps
sur round me
wit gorilla n-gg-s known for throwing up the rock
facebook thuggin
that’s how that lil stupid n-gg- got shot
these n-gg-s they mad that we litty
this 40 deuce turn ya block to the city
screaming who shot ya like biggie
do a hit first day out like tee grizzly
riding around wit the glizzy
far from shy boy they know i get busy
u known for being a rat ya nick name should’ve really been mickey
free my n-gg- germz mula
you kno a n-gg- keep a shooter
aim straight at ya medula
klip long like a ruler
this a cuban not cuba
but my plug is from cuba
come to work i’m a tutor
have my lil n-gg-s school ya
keep my name out them diss tracks
k!llas on call like a dispatch
couple maks in that maybach
but i’m apen where my apes at
court cases no six pack
leave hollow tips in his six pack
cross me that’s a mix match
might never get ya b-tch back
we don’t spin in no suburbans
do a hit in a turban
big dawg i’m a german
in my bag that’s a birken
all my young n-gg-s workin
won’t think to put that work in
on ya strip like we purgen
masked up like a surgeon
my n-gg-s they do wat i say so talk fly n get left wit a halo
you know me that’s gto
everybody screaming out faylayhoo
big guns bullets eggs rolls
leave a hole in you like a bagel
p-ssy n-gg-s on ya pay roll
circle full of squares like a eggo
young n-gg- wit some ogs
you ain’t young n-gg- you jus owe gees
40 wit me like a co-dee
and i’m shooting like the old kobe
you know the time see the rollie
and treat my sh-t like a trophy
bussin moves like i’m ot
but i play the field like a goalie
these n-gg-s they know what it is
these n-gg-s they know how i rock
these n-gg-s ain’t never do sh-t
these n-gg-s ain’t spinning no blocks
n-gg-s ain’t looking for you
even though we got the drop
n-gg- you talk to much
swear to god you a cop
these n-gg-s be hittin my line up
you be pointing in the line ups
you a broke & a b-mmy
lil n-gg- get ya grind up
p-ssy n-gg- poppin sh-t
lil n-gg- make ya mind up
please get off my d-ck
lil n-gg- for ya times up
off a couple words leave hang man
turn ya block into gangland
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