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letra de globalween - yavi dg

[intro: yavi dg]
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like, grahh (grahh, grahh, grahh)
like, grahh (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)

[chorus: yavi dg]
when i’m on backdoor time, i start grinchin’ (grahh, grahh)
i’m tryn’ spin ’cause the windows is tinted (grahh, grahh)
i drop the window, i start cl!ckin’
he saw my face, now his heartbeat skippin’
please don’t run, ’cause my hounds gonna get ’em
dead game n-gga, they know my bop (grahh)
i cannot act like someone that i’m not (grahh, grahh)
if he move slimey, i’m wiping his snot (grahh, grahh, grahh)
g6, snotty boys, we takin’ watch (grahh, grahh, grahh)

[verse 1: yavi dg & nesty gzz]
like, i’m on timin’, i let off shots (grahh, grahh, grahh)
like, i know he got hit when the f-ck n-gga dropped (grahh, grahh, grahh)
fell in love with the sound of the glock when it pop (grahh, grahh, grahh)
walk up, creep up, i let it flock (grahh, grahh)
watch for the cops, park up the block (grahh, grahh)
you can come with your gang, ’cause i’m coming with mine (like, grahh, grahh)
you can blitz from the front, i’ma blitz from behind (grahh, grahh, boom)
if he try to get low, put the beam on his spine (grahh, grahh, boom)
the revolver start spinnin’, the circles rewind (he out of his mind, grahh, grahh)
two to the top, now he out of his mind (grahh, grahh, like what?)
and the opps always cap, never came to my side (like, grahh, grahh)
tryn’ spin through my block, but the f-ck n-gga died (he died, grahh, grahh)
i’m the jet, so you know i’m gon’ land it and flock (grahh, flock, flock)
grahh, grahh, grahh (like, grahh, grahh)
like, yeah (grahh)
[verse 2: nesty gzz & yavi dg]
if he move, i’ma shoot (grahh)
we on his ass, like where all his troops? (like, grahh)
like, i can go kuu off the juice (grahh)
like, i can go kuu with the deuce (grahh, grahh)
i tried to fl!ck, but the f-ck n-gga moved (grahh, grahh)
like, i’m on the o’s tryna pack me a goon (grahh, grahh boom)
n-gga, who is you (grahh, grahh)
word to my deads, i’ma up it and shoot (like, dumb)
like, it’s halloween, i’m tryna grinch (grahh)
move wock, on bro, i’ma finish him (like, grahh, grahh)
dead law? i’m on citizen (grahh, grahh)
jayrip got hit, and they started listenin’ (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
who them boys on the strip? (grahh, grahh)
and if i see dougie, i’ma just fl!ck on ’em (grahh, grahh)
thunder bklu, get out and spin (like, grahh, grahh)
boy did bad, and they threw p-ss on him (word to bro)

[verse 3: yavi dg & la drilly]
like, it’s halloween
i knock on your door, i’m playin’ trick or treat
got my gun and my mask, i’m tryn’ catch lil’ pete
shoot the gun ’til it’s empty, reload and repeat
try to run past the car, we gon’ reverse the v
and you know i’m the jet, but i f-ck with my gz
doin’ hits by my dolo, i went three for three
let it fl!ck like a photo, say, “cheese”
he got hit in his chest, no, he can’t breathe
i ain’t let a shot off, no, i can’t leave
like, she a thootie, the lil’ b-tch a freak
the .380 gun, it came with a beam
it’s 8 to the 8, so we totin’ sixteen
i call my savage, la gon’ geek
he was livin’ his life, he got put in a dream
like, la spot ’em, got ’em, we cip that n-gga (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
[verse 4: la drilly & sey buckz]
oh, they wanna diss on the jet? say that (like what?)
lil’ n-gga, i’m parkin’ that maybach (on bro)
can’t wait ’til i catch lil’—
and if he keep dissin’, he gon’ go where his grave at (bow, bow)
slidin’ with bucky, no i cannot change that
when i’m slidin’ with yavi, know we leavin’ brains flat
ayy yo, nesty, this where they stay at
like, park up the v, put the beam where his face at
i’m on the sev’, where they gang at
this the spot he got turned to an eighth at (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
i’m on that block, and i’m lookin’ for maybachs
48 ’em, chase ’em, and flame that
jb got shot where you put your chains at
and nazzy got flocked where you put your face at (ah hah, ah hah)
like what? it’s bucky, like what? it’s bucky (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)

[verse 5: sey buckz]
like, how n-ggas dissin’ on me?
like, what n-ggas did for they team? (like, what did you do?)
on that block, we was bendin’, tryna catch a 16
on the west, i’m with yavi, don’t push up on me
like, he better duck from this beam (grahh, grahh)
two shots to his back, i’ma clear out the scene
9 to the 8, n-ggas know how we be
oh, he big otd? he get put on a tee (like what?)
you better not play, i get crazy
like, word to bro, i ain’t totin’ .380
strapped up, yeah, we got guns like the navy
stack up, them n-ggas duckin’ for safety
word to bro, don’t get turned to an eighth
la hang out the window, throwin’ bullets like brady
oh, he think he slime? (bet)
g6, snotty boys, we on that time
b-tch, i’m the jet, but i come from the nine
send shots on that block, if i miss, then rewind
masked up like jason, no halloween (like, no halloween)
if he come to the dark side, turn on the beam
when we push on harlem, we on 16th (like, grahh)
then we spin to the west tryna catch us a sleeze
lil’ d2 got shot, he feelin’ heat
n-gga titay was runnin’ and duckin’ from pete
he got punched in his face, he was all on his knees
like, know a makk who got stomped like a bee
if it would’ve been me, i’d smack him with the g
and maneuver on d-ck, come and spin for your team
like, all that dissin’, but don’t got no scenes
fanned out, n-gga movin’ like a treesh
like, walk up gang, i’ma hop out the v
i’ma hop out the v, like grahh, grahh
[chorus: yavi dg]
when i’m on backdoor time, i start grinchin’ (grahh, grahh)
i’m tryn’ spin ’cause the windows is tinted (grahh, grahh)
i drop the window, i start cl!ckin’
he saw my face, now his heartbeat skippin’
please don’t run, ’cause my hounds gonna get ’em
dead game n-gga, they know my bop (grahh)
i cannot act like someone that i’m not (grahh, grahh)
if he move slimsy, i’m wiping his snot (grahh, grahh, grahh)
g6, snotty boys, we takin’ watch (grahh, grahh, grahh)

- yavi dg

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