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letra de rock out - ybc ayy

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{chorus}
n-ggas talking that sh-t, but they won’t ever pop out
brody pass me the stick and i rock out
used to be gang we jack you as a opp now
call up your b-tch she a ybc thot now
pulled up to my crib and she whipping my c-ck out
n-ggas want beef until lu bring the mop out
my n-ggas ain’t p-ssy, they pull up to a opp house
put holes in that boy, so we call him a croc now
hoes want to f-ck cause the way that i pop now
these opp n-ggas p-ssy, they won’t ever pop out
since i started rapping, i feel like a dropout
everybody want beef, til’ my bro bring the mop out
lil hoe used to dub me, she l!cking my c-ck now
used to sh-t on the kid, now i’m calling her mouth
n-ggas jacking they tough, but they calling the cops now
n-ggas said they was sliding but ain’t even pop out

{verse}
i’m a put on for my team, by any means
n-ggas talking but they don’t touch no breesh
n-gga keep talking get turned to a pack
keep dropping my sh-t, and the gang on your ass
get treated like a b-tch, and then turned to a stain
that’s what happen when n-ggas throw dirt on my name
my bro’s stay in the field, and they putting in pain
this n-gga gang broke man he f-cking with lames
my gang get to the bag they ain’t playing no games
my bro’s put in that pain, so don’t f-ck with the aim
my people’s don’t play when you f-cking with ayy
if they ain’t catch you now, they gone catch you someday
they gone find where you hang, and then find where you lay
if you got a b-tch, my sis beat up your bae
if you try to slide, i tell lu let it bang
and i swear my son mani gone let that sh-t rain
{pre-chorus}
he get played like a game, so we call him nintendo
brody copped him a grip, and it came with extendos
n-gga keep hiding, we knock on his window
red dot on his head, now that lil n-gga hindu
gang stomp your ass out, then my sis hit your b-tch
gang call you a dog, cause’ the way that we b-tch you
don’t try to run cause’ i swear it’s gone hit you
hit that boy in his face, now that boy got a chipped tooth

{chorus}
n-ggas talking that sh-t, but they won’t ever pop out
brody pass me the stick and i rock out
used to be gang we jack you as a opp now
call up your b-tch she a ybc thot now
pulled up to my crib and she whipping my c-ck out
n-ggas want beef until lu bring the mop out
my n-ggas ain’t p-ssy, they pull up to a opp house
put holes in that boy, so we call him a croc now
hoes want to f-ck cause the way that i pop now
these opp n-ggas p-ssy, they won’t ever pop out
since i started rapping, i feel like a dropout
everybody want beef, til’ my bro bring the mop out
lil hoe used to dub me, she l!cking my c-ck now
used to sh-t on the kid, now i’m calling her mouth
n-ggas jacking they tough, but they calling the cops now
n-ggas said they was sliding but ain’t even pop out

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