letra de halloween - yn jay & louie ray
[verse 1: louie ray]
it’s all red, off of white though
he ain’t coming here to k!ll n0body, but he might though
she ain’t that bad, but i wanna hit her, it’s the hype though
sound like a fight when we f-cking, but we fight though
i was walking out the trap, [?] whole time
still grinding, [?] froze mine
big diamonds sitting in my cartis, got the [?]
b-tch can’t even run off with a picture, getting clothes lined
i feel like n-ggas need [?] it up, [?]
[?] flying
i made a million dollars independent, ’cause i won’t sign
i’ma leave a dead body in a car, ghost riding
two girls with me at once, got them both [?]
i’ma k!ll a n-gga if he play, but don’t promote vilance
i ain’t know which jacket fit the best, so i got both sizes
i know the streets don’t work for everybody, ’cause my bro tried it
[verse 2: yn jay]
how you be with me and my opps? you both siding
my b-tch act just like her best friend, they be both lieing
all these hoes atatched to me, i got ho ties
your b-tch, she boring as h-ll, ain’t got no vibe
i can see these n-ggas hating through both eyes
i done got too big, [?] cosigns
no, i ain’t got 20 dollars, but i got 45’s
n-ggas out here happy with no cheese, on the broke side
how you charge an arm and leg for the drank and [?]
n-gga got v.c., i got real bucks
you know you a nasty lil b-tch, she a nasty lil b-tch, and you still f-cked
sh-t, my young n-gga at the gas station doing fill ups
me and my n-ggas made mans, you can’t k!ll us
i can spend everything i have and be still up
n-gga got a rusty ass gun, put your steal up
n-gga got some bullsh-t atributes, put your stills up
d-mn
alright
[verse 3: louie ray]
heard the opposition doing bad, so i’m still up
i can’t do a whole perc 30, cut the pill up
f-ck it, i’ma go to johnny dang, do my grill up
car [?] my lil homie doing fill ups
knife on me, but my n-gga [?] got the tool tucked
you just saw me by the brick [?]
250, 300, had a juice run
drop a 6 in a cream soda in a duse cup
exposed to the streets before my time, i was too young
p-ssy had me late to the club, it was too [?]
[verse 4: yn jay]
looking for the new j’s that dropped, i’m on a shoe run
n-gga pulled out a pare of dice, you wanna shoot some?
n-gga got a bullsh-t [?], he ain’t gon’ shoot none
pulled so much money out the bank, i touched new money
i just pulled up in a droptop with the roof on it
3200 for the pint, lines 200
n-gga pay a hundred for a line, mine’s 200
[?]
favorite holliday halloween, you can’t scare us
n-gga grouping up with [?] tryna pare up
labels hit the bullsh-t contract, i’m finna
alright
labels hit the bullsh-t contract, i’m finna tear up
i don’t want it
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