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letra de no play - ygtut

[verse 1: tut]
uh, no we no play ’round here
no it ain’t safe out here
n-gga mo’ try me, might catch me a case out here
and i’m so southside
we crank that b-ss ’round here, hoes thirsty they might dehydrate
but we don’t save ’round here
they know my name out here, ain’t no such thing as fame out here
i end a foul play a n-gga got robbed for his watch and a chain out here
but yo’ b-tch wanna lick me, that’s why she came out here
showing me all of her no-no parts but i never heard her-her say no-no stop
these hoes so strange out here
f-ck in a second i don’t think they know that n-ggas got aids out here
but she feel safe ’round here and she still slide on it like its a playground round here
sh-t i gotta stay down’ round here n-ggas get laid down ’round here
sendin muhf-ckas to the clock ’round here
and i’m tryna live long when life’s short
see i won’t stop and ya’ll don’t start
ya’ll just talkin’ i don’t bark i’m a animal
if there was another me we would’ve made it on noah’s ark
and i could still swim in a pool of sharks
no we no play ’round here (no play, n-gga)
no we no play ’round here (yeaaaaah)

[brian camerino]
keep it pimpin’ hoe
n-gga (ooh ooh)
f-ck we gon’ play with you n-ggas fo’
f-ck you n-ggas, n-gga (don’t play)
pimpin’ -ss n-ggas, f-ck you mean n-gga
f-ck you n-gga, f-ck you mean n-gga (hoe, yeaah)
right
b-tch, b-tch-ss
camerino, hoe!

[verse 2: brian camerino]
now we don’t play round here
ya life ain’t a thang ’round here
mama told me if you bold enough to show what you holdin’ boy you better bang right here
stay in ya lane [?] in my wrist
pain to ya mane to a stretcher i fear
but i’ma stay grounded i’m mellow my fella
i’m still writin’ my raps with loose change
i swear couple friends now dead to these tears i shred
but that don’t mean i’m a p-ssy hoe
if i care at all the loss you got in yo’ heart then maybe i would be hoe
it’s hard to see me now, would my n-gga be proud if i’m turnin’ out livin’ like i told him when i was younger
i wanna tell my cousin jammy that i love him dearly
but you live-by or die-by a corner
but i still dream of days, when he was safe
to keep legit yo’ bullsh-t at bay
and keep on tryin’ you should be grindin’
like you wanted yo’ tomorrow, yesterday
and lord knows i want that sh-t bad (that sh-t bad)
time flies and [?]
and my mind’s growin’ tired of you (doo-doo)
my gosh that’s fire but disguised as a tomb
and lord knows i’m a wayward sinner
remember back in the days pops worked like a slave pushed wages to pay our dinners in a world full of lions and thieves
cryin’ to the sky lord, god why me
asking why [?] and i look at my cousin layin’ in that casket remind us that n-ggas ain’t playin’ round here (it’s the house)
nah, n-ggas ain’t safe ’round here
and watch your statements n-ggas the concrete and payments and the graves ’round here
rap n-ggas never change ’round here
glock clouds put us rain out here
could have your raincoat on [?] still get sprayed ’round here
n-gga
b-tches
it’s the house (i like my b-tches wet n-gga)
biiiiitch
f-ck you too n-gga
and yo’ mama b-tch
nah i love yo’ mama doe

- ygtut

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