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letra de ruthless - ybt

[intro]
gang
(ayo, jc, what you on?)

[chorus]
everybody gangsters now, everybody shooters (boom)
yeah, i grew up inside them bricks, b-tch, that’s where sh-t get ruthless
ayy, spot an opp, i knock his dreads back, that’s how i do it (ugh)
they took lil’ bro, my sh-t was in a bag, i couldn’t shoot it (okay)
yeah, i couldn’t get off, but everybody know that i’m right back on that
ayy, everybody know that i blow that fire, everybody know i’m slingin’ that (ah)
yeah, police had took all my jewelry, they don’t wanna see me walk with that
ayy, told my lawyers take this sh-t to court ’cause it’s gon’ cost for that (no cap)

[verse]
that sh-t worth eighty grand, i need least a hundred back
i just did a verse for 5k, that’s love ’cause i need double that (ayy, ten)
it’s onе in me, two of y’all, y’all run up, i catch double hats
yeah, i got shot, but i ain’t dеad, they should’ve doubled back (skrrt)
ayy, all this money that i got, they sayin’ that i’m c-cky now
got two ms on a tape before a deal, they can’t stop me now (two ms)
the devil tryna get him where he fit in, but i won’t let him in
ayy, he must know what god got for me, he know that i’m finna win
ayy, n-gga say that he gon’ do me somethin’ (what?), i’m strapped with an f&n
yeah, f-ck a n-gga, catch him in his home, then shoot him and his friend (boom, bah)
yeah, how you say you richer than yb’, but you can’t stack a ten? (for real)
2018 i was up a dub, n-ggas ain’t even want money then
2019 we made it big, now i’m up more than a hundred bands
ayy, i really told a b-tch that i’m tryna f-ck, she say she gon’ bring a friend (yeah)
uh, lil’ ho tellin’ me to stop, i’m only a minute in (ha)
yeah, ybt the biggest 3 (ayo, jc, what you on?), they know that i set the trend (no cap)
[chorus]
everybody gangsters now, everybody shooters
yeah, i grew up inside them bricks, b-tch, that’s where sh-t get ruthless
ayy, spot an opp, i knock his dreads back, that’s how i do it
they took lil’ bro, my sh-t was in a bag, i couldn’t shoot it
yeah, i couldn’t get off, but everybody know that i’m right back on that
ayy, everybody know that i blow that fire, everybody know i’m slingin’ that
yeah, police had took all my jewelry, they don’t wanna see me walk with that
ayy, told my lawyers take this sh-t to court ’cause it’s gon’ cost for that

- ybt

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