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letra de wristwatch - yagi b

[intro: set da trend, ]
a-lau on the beat
ayo, eli, what the f-ck?
like, set da trend, you really buggin’

[chorus: set da trend, yagi b]
[?] go dumb, but we going dumber
we was dumb, lil’ dummy was dumber
i was starvin’, you ain’t feed me
on my way to the top, now they say that they need me
said i’m famous, seen me on the tv
mexi got hit in the benz, did him sleezy
and for jb, throwing up the beezly
rah got clapped in a cab, did him greasy
30 clip, these bullets keep repeating
left one, then i start tweaking
round of applause, we clapping every weekend
head tap, move look, what the f-ck was you thinking?
we donе did it before, we’ll do it again
put thе beam on his head, leave him stinkin’
i’m a jb gang demon, gbg demon, if i said i mean it
[verse 1: yagi b, set da trend]
bend through his block with this mop, get to cleaning
two shots at his top, better stop all this thinking
too many chops, they can’t stop all the bleeding
it’s an opp in the spot, that’s on bro he not leaving
dumbout, dead, rah rah, dead
too many opps, i don’t know why i’m steaming
yus gz got shot in his chest, he was wheezin’
lotti got poked, face-first on the cement
charlie got hit in his head, he a goner
ek a actor, hes not a performer
and we still smoking jiggyman father
took a loss, we just gotta go harder, and be smarter
if i don’t got the shot for his top, then i’m taking his arm off
he tried to run, but the bullets, they caught him
he got hit on the drill, how the f-ck he survive?
n-ggas snitches, can’t beef with informers
strapped up, masked up, is you ready to ride?
i be spinnin’ till i’m getting nauseous
in the streets, i gotta take precaution
like, one false move, i’m tossin’
play your position, never try to force it
(play your position, never try to force it)

- yagi b

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