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letra de enemies - yelohill

[verse 1]
my homies turning into enemies, the sh-t be getting trazy
paranoid about the prints, the automatic, or. 380
wicked thoughts all in my brain, i’m hoping, praying that he saves me
cause i’ve been from the gang before the rapper was a baby
yelohill the warrior, my section really changed me
for the record: f-ck you n-ggas up in my city acting shady
i think slim shady, 2pac, i think i’m snoop
murder was the case they tried to give a young recruit
crippin’ is the mood, jimmy to the choo
double c’s, i got the lv’s for the shoes
realest n-gga walking if i walk into the room
the realest n-gga whipping all up in the foreign, going “vroom vroom”

[chorus]
everybody a enemy, e’rybody an opp
everybody affliated, n-gga what you thought?
n-gga off top
everybody a enemy, e’rybody an opp
everybody affliated, n-gga what you thought?
n-gga off top

[verse 2]
yeah, aye
everybody k, i keep a k tucked
i pop a n-gga like a pimple, give ’em makeup
aye, cuh, why these f-ck n-ggas be hating us?
vvs all in the bezel, we just be skating cuh
stepped on the gucci, like rucci, i’m finna light him up
line him up, treat him like satan, i’m finna fire him up
mollied up, rockstars making rap songs
trap songs, f-cking these b-tches, they gettin’ tats on ’em
n-ggas out here walkin’ round with badges on ’em
i get to crippin’ on a shorty, and get to flashin’ on ’em
spazzin’ on ’em, marvin avenue, we craccin’ on it
e’rybody broke so my young n-ggas splashin’ on em
[chorus]
everybody a enemy, e’rybody an opp
everybody affliated, n-gga what you thought?
n-gga off top
everybody a enemy, e’rybody an opp
everybody affliated, n-gga what you thought?
n-gga off top

[verse 3]
aye, put this pistol in your mouth, how it taste?
you was the homie, now you looking out of place
my adversaries never look me in my face
k!lluminati, b-tch, i’m pac, i feel the pain, i’m too insane
i’m that young n-gga thuggin’ out the gate with it
two braids, a pocket rocket to your face with it
ask about that n-gga yelo, boy, he stay crippin’
stay drippin’, stay above it, and he stay trippin’

- yelohill

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