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letra de dead roses - ybn lil bro & ghetto baby boom

[intro: ybn lil bro]
(d-mn, tye)
ybn
dead opps
all we want is headshots
watch that n-gga head pop
dead opps
dead opps
you know we headshot
watch that n-gga head pop
dead opps
dead opps
what i’m smokin’? dead opps
what i’m smokin’? dead opps

[verse 1: ybn lil bro & ghetto baby boom]
too much be goin’ on, but i don’t even care
i still keep one in the head, run up on me, you dead
come from the projects, i grab my yeah ‘fore i get out the bed
thinkin’ ’bout them times we shared, miss my n-gga real bad
i used to do all kind of sh-t, now i’m just rappin’
words from the other side, i heard i bettеr not ever lack
you know my n-gga with me, hе’ll turn this b-tch to a bloodbath
i ain’t gon’ put him on no cameras, i ain’t doin’ none of that
we all grown now, been feelin’ this way since my bro died
got kicked out of school, so i go kick it at big bro house (yeah)
totin’ glocks, all we did was sold rocks (don’t worry ’bout it)
free them boys, probably ain’t gon’ see ’em for a long time
[verse 2: ghetto baby boom]
you know we gon’ hold this sh-t down until our soul stop (what else, boom?)
room full of real n-ggas, make sure that backdoor locked (yeah)
real street n-gga, ain’t ’bout money, i don’t go out (i’m tellin’ you)
time to switch it up, tell my lil’ n-ggas to slow down (pay attention, n-gga)
when that pressure on, you gon’ see who really with it now
since a lil’ n-gga, been the same, i’m tryna figure out (you know)
tryna see what life about, i see the bigger picture now (yeah)
everybody say they really with you, but that sh-t a lie (n-ggas lyin’)
seen so many n-ggas turn they back on me, they thought i died (n-ggas hams)
now look at ’em, sick as h-ll, i’m active and i’m tweakin’ now (haha)
screamin’ free them robbers, free them boys, free them tweakers now (free my babies)
forever different breed, yop, i am my brother’s tweaker, yop

[outro: ghetto baby boom]
seen so many n-ggas turn they back on me, they thought i died
now look at ’em, sick as h-ll, i’m active and i’m tweakin’ now
screamin’ free them robbers, free them boys, free them tweakers now
forever different breed, yop, i am my brother’s tweaker, yop
n-gga

- ybn lil bro ghetto baby boom

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