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letra de we don't stop - young bleed

featuring maxminelli

(maxminelli talking)

say check this out bleed, look concentration camp in
this b-tch
gettin heavy, ya heard me? we all foldin paper n-gg-,
you
lucky nuckles, that n-gg- loc, big happy, lee tyme,
you know me
maxminelli i’m foldin paper n-gg-, an boo, an we layin
low
cuz that’s what lay low do, ya heard me?
i’m tellin you, by the time that n-gg- og come out of
paris
we gonna have somethin real swole to fold
my n-gg- down in bam foldin paper, my n-gg- poola
my n-gg- big poola mic
an we be bout ta let em know what’s the motherf-ckin
count say!

chorus x1 (maxminelli)

the m-th- f-ckin count don’t stop, an they don’t quit
sh-t a n-gg- can’t f-ck wit, you can’t f-ck wit
you only live once that’s how its cut,
so where the weed young bleed lets get tore up!

verse 1-(young bleed)

the ghetto got me givin up no love, tod ya this
mornin,
you gotta know a n-gg- yearnin,
n-gg-z stole from the stop an go,
an seperate my weed from the seeds,
an roll an optimo,
an saddle up my cattle cuz lets roll boy,
an every n-gg- i know, livin it up like a cowboy,
shootin up some sh-t, for the f-ck of it an i’m lovin
it,
i got a tray-80 for rainy days, an i’m huggin it, an
muggin,
while i’m sippin on a young tre-deuce, four-five,
all the way live, wit my homies wanna ride, southside,

got yo mouth wide,
buggin for nothin, try to twerk somethin n-gg-
or hurt somethin n-gg-,
look here, i be yo huckleberry playin it rough,
quick on the draw like the last outlaw,
killin ’em softly,
hollerin dawg get off me,
tryin to boss me, an cost me a grip,
an got the nerve to get flipped wit a n-gg-,
but see trix is for

- young bleed

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