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letra de bud - yn billy

[intro]
white man can’t jump, but that dope do (yeah)
i ain’t goin’ back, so you can’t shop if i don’t know you (f-ck y’all)
i been gettin’ money off that block like i’m supposed to (on god)
i want a n-gga dead, well i just pay them n-ggas close to…

[bridge: chris tucker & (ice cube)]
’round here, between normandie and western, we call this here a little twenty-twen-twen… (wild), n-gga!

[verse 1]
b-tch i’m too blood (too)
and you too p-ssy (b-tch)
heard you got a lil’ trip, well, she gon’ do it? (nah)
i been movin’ bricks, tryna touch a million
i been driving coupes, and they got no ceiling
big thug, throw it up, i bang blood
pop perc, and i’m off a molly, how that sh-t work?
sip ‘zurp, .223 i’m hittin’ sh-t, don’t get hurt
wrist work, beating up that pot, put that b-tch to work
my best friends, i only hang with dead men
ten bands, i did that sh-t today, off the medicines
i been at that spot, servin’ folks some [?]
i might choose that baby kr draco for my weapon

[chorus]
white man can’t jump, but that dope do (yeah)
i ain’t goin’ back, so you can’t shop if i don’t know you (f-ck y’all)
i been gettin’ money off that block like i’m supposed to (on god)
i want a n-gga dead, well i just pay them n-ggas close to you
[verse 2]
slime, money coming in on time (bands)
dope, junkie push, y’all do the most (big auntie)
blood, disrespect me, shoot your sl-t
money, i be in that trap on sunday (trap)
wooh, wooh
all these drugs, i’m t’d up
stumblin’ over sh-t, i gotta pick my feet up
pssh, i’ma up this fire (up that fire)
yeah, want some smoke, we make sure you die
glock, got my nephie in the trap so you can’t come inside
.223, i pick it up and bust it when we ridin’ by
them folks that lock me down, saw her mama see my mama cry
free my brother ted, behind that [?]

- yn billy

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