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letra de killer (out the mud) - ydb austin

intro:

sliding thru traffic causing havoc
living lavish serving gas
snakes in the grass keep a mag
yeah i brag i gotta bag
pockets stuff that’s why i sag
body bag toe tag
extended mags f-ck pro mags
choppa shoot thru your flags

hook:

opps like what happen
caught they n-gga lacking
i’m a savage toting this rachet
ima blast it ian capping
no b-tch i ain’t acting
shoot my draco rapid still be trapping
pistol packing cause i’m stacking
guns clapping opps napping
b-tch i’m heartless

verse:

ydb i’m that n-gga from my city
glizzys holding fifty i don’t tote no semis
in a hemi going 150 n-ggas envy
b-tches messy won’t spend a penny
plenty cash so i flash
take your b-tch then i smash
fed up i’ll crash ima hustler so i stash
spazz out in a flash
n-ggas know i’m bout that action
pounds of gas yeah i’m taxing
n-gga folded when i was inaction
scared his ass another opp subtracted
check the score kick yo door
drop to the floor give me dough
play i’ll take your soul
better keep it on the low
if you tell i’m a let this b-tch blow
in the field i’m a pro skinny n-gga but on go
hook:

opps like what happen
caught they n-gga lacking
i’m a savage toting this rachet
i’m a blast it ian capping
no b-tch i ain’t acting
shoot my draco rapid still be trapping
pistol packing cause i’m stacking
guns clapping opps napping
b-tch i’m heartless

verse:

can’t be scared to take a n-gga out the picture
i’m getting richer pull the trigger
you ain’t a k!ller i’m a dealer
grave digger yeah a driller
grave digger yeah a driller
dirty sticks in the river
lord knows i’m a sinner
money flipper pack deliver
who that is he look familiar
pop that n-gga in his liver
b-tch try to set me up i’m a k!ll her
bullets fill her leave no witness
young n-gga fearless ask lord for forgiveness
cause i’ll shot a b-tch in a minute
can’t run from me i’m a finish
he miss his n-gga you can visit
his ass gone ik you miss him
he drowned in the water he couldn’t swim
shot his tire f-cked up his rims
pushing weight just like sum gyms
too much kush in my lungs
always rocking dopeboy ones
all my sticks got drums
b-tch!!!

- ydb austin

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