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letra de marvvo town - yhnmarvvo

twenty, twenty, twenty, twenty
uh, welcome to marvvo town
gang, gang, (ha)
ay, yhn
marvvo (ha)
gang
welcome to marvvo town (uh, uh)

welcome to marvvo town (gang)
we [?] (no cap)
he diss on my name he get put on the news
watch how i gun him down (fah, fah, fah)
ain’t no red light, i say green light (gang)
you shooters gon’ lay him down (no cap)
walk down, close range
we split his sh-t, now he can’t make a sound (shh)
we let off a hundred rounds (blah)
this stick make mommas frown (ooh)
he talked this sh-t, i sent [?] gon’ lay him down (watch your mouth)
packing [?]
my shooters [?] just say it’s smoke and we gon’ hunt them down (oh)

got bro in the back and he smoking on gas
cause that green sh-t good for your health
i can’t play with a n-gga
keep me a little 30
tweak out and start shooting likе steph
knee deep in these streets
had to [?]
young n-gga official likе refs
told her i don’t wanna f-ck if she ain’t giving head
so lil mama stop wasting your breath

my n-ggas be having them bodies for real
we really popped out with them sticks (sticks)
you say you want smoke so [?] when i catch you
we leaving him down on [?] ( [?], no cap)
we see you posting all up on the media
but i’m not responding to sh-t (shh)
stop all that talk [?] leave it in the streets
yeah i’m really stepping on sh-t (gang)

[?] he gon’ step (he gon’ step)
we shoot the opps like the nba finals
it’s 4-0 [?] get swept
i told that hoe i can’t love her because b-tches be tripping
ain’t none of you hoes getting kept
me and the gang gon’ walk down [?] n-ggas (bah, bah)
we don’t give a f-ck about your [?]
it’s [?] give a f-ck what you bang
n-gga play and get put on the shelf
hahaha, ay man [?] know what f-ck going on man [?] streets n-gga haha, i’m really stepping on sh-t (ha) gang, gang

welcome to marvvo town (gang)
we [?] (no cap)
he diss on my name he get put on the news
watch how i gun him down
ain’t no red light, i say green light (ooh)
you shooters gon’ lay him down (fah)
walk down, close range
we split his sh-t, now he can’t make a sound (shh)
we let off a hundred rounds (fah, fah, fah)
this stick make mommas frown (ooh)
he talked this sh-t, i sent [?] gon’ lay him down ( he gone)
packing [?]
my shooters [?] just say it’s smoke and we gon’ hunt them down (uh)

haha, ay n-ggas know it’s a [?] sh-t n-gga (ha)
these n-ggas be wanting smoke, leave that sh-t in the streets
uh, uh, catch me with my heat, uh, gang (ay, free the guys)
uh, slide

- yhnmarvvo

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