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letra de no talk - ybf k sauce

[hook]
n-ggas was chasin’ a bag
i was on my ass
they ain’t even show a n-gga
now that they see imma blow
they say they my bros
i don’t even know these n-ggas
young n-gga stay wit’ a pole
say he finna slide
i’m takin’ his soul, lil’ n-gga
i know these n-ggas be hoes
he showin’ the fye
then shoot up a show, lil’ n-gga
i know these n-ggas be fraud
nah, n-ggas ain’t pullin’ no card
n-gga i play wit’ them sticks
i stay in that mix
get hit in yo’ sh-t, on god
i’ll put a bag on ya’ head, on god
my, n-ggas ain’t doin’ no talk
lil’ n-gga dissin’ the gang
i forgot his name
they tracin’ lil’ bro out in chalk

[verse]
i remember, ‘fo a n-gga dropped his first song
n-ggas told me imma be a star
‘member a couple n-ggas playin’ games wit’ me
rockin’ out on n-ggas like guitar
‘mеmber a n-gga said he gon’ slide
said hе gon’ die up in his daddy car
i know a couple n-ggas down bad
they’ll catch a body for a couple ‘gars
n-ggas be 12 dissin’ on the gram
these n-ggas be hoes
they ain’t even hard
i dropped my address on live
n-ggas ain’t slide
i don’t wanna talk
i know a couple my n-ggas be rappin’
tryna catch a hommy
to put in they bars
switch up
say he want smoke
get lil’ bro out the picture
he was dissin’ the gang
now he can’t never get up
he was dissin’ my name
told my n-ggas sit on ’em
get on ’em
i put a hit on ’em
n-ggas be mad ’cause i hit a l!ck on ’em
next time i see ’em
i’m puttin’ the bl!ck on ’em
f-ck it
i’m tryna score
these n-ggas should call me lebron
i’m chasin’ a bucket
and i spent way too much on this chain
no n-gga alive
that’s makin’ me tuck it
[hook]
n-ggas was chasin’ a bag
i was on my ass
they ain’t even show a n-gga
now that they see imma blow
they say they my bros
i don’t even know these n-ggas
young n-gga stay wit’ a pole
say he finna slide
i’m takin’ his soul, lil’ n-gga
i know these n-ggas be hoes
he showin’ the fye
then shoot up a show, lil’ n-gga
i know these n-ggas be fraud
nah, n-ggas ain’t pullin’ no card
n-gga i play wit’ them sticks
i stay in that mix
get hit in yo’ sh-t, on god
i’ll put a bag on ya’ head, on god
my, n-ggas ain’t doin’ no talk
lil’ n-gga dissin’ the gang
i forgot his name
they tracin’ lil’ bro out in chalk

[verse]
‘member me and d hidin’ dope in the ceiling
now we chasin’ millions
say he finna slide, get up out ya’ feelings
you kno u ain’t spinnin’
you know all of my n-ggas be ridin’ wit’ fye
i tell ’em be safe
these n-ggas ain’t winnin’
some of us down
but some of my n-ggas runnin’ up the cake
they makin a k!llin’
my n-gga den was finna go in
now he in the pen, i’ll do it myself
so when i get on
and when he get home
then i’ll put him on
can’t go back to jail
they be like “why you be dissin’ these n-ggas”
like f-ck it, i’m already goin’ to h-ll
but if i don’t get judged by god
for sh-t that i did
then i don’t even really care
n-ggas want smoke, then f-ck it
bought this new glock, i love it
got 32 shots, i up it
i can’t go out for nothin’
since day 1, knew i would ball
nah, i can’t f-ck wit’ y’all
i told bro make that call
they slide we k!ll ’em all, yeah
[hook]
n-ggas was chasin’ a bag
i was on my ass
they ain’t even show a n-gga
now that they see imma blow
they say they my bros
i don’t even know these n-ggas
young n-gga stay wit’ a pole
say he finna slide
i’m takin’ his soul, lil’ n-gga
i know these n-ggas be hoes
he showin’ the fye
then shoot up a show, lil’ n-gga
i know these n-ggas be fraud
nah, n-ggas ain’t pullin’ no card
n-gga i play wit’ them sticks
i stay in that mix
get hit in yo’ sh-t, on god
i’ll put a bag on ya’ head, on god
my, n-ggas ain’t doin’ no talk
lil’ n-gga dissin’ the gang
i forgot his name
they tracin’ lil’ bro out in chalk

- ybf k sauce

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