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letra de throwed off - young buck

er’body just throwed off
whole city just throwed off
project throwed off
blocks throwed off
hoods throwed off
crips throwed off
bloods throwed off
don’t get your -ss throwed off

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the young n-gg-s throwed off
east side throwed off
west side throwed off
all of us just throwed off
the old heads gone out
south side throwed off
north side throwed off
all of us just throwed off
the young n-gg-s throwed off
east side throwed off
west side throwed off
all of us just throwed off
the old heads throwed off
north side throwed off
south side throwed off
all of us just throwed off

[verse 1]
this whole hood throwed off
they hit him up and rode off
and they say this your boss
but f-ck it n-gg- yolo
ain’t matching so i’m throwed off
i’m ratchet yeah i’m throwed off
strap can’t take my coat off
just tryin’ to give my dope out
shawty took her clothes off
and that -ss so soft
she told me they be paying for him
but for me it’s no cost
my neck like the clothes off
pay wig bout the hoes out
put up me a phone and took a cold bean dose off
hey let’s just have a smoke off
hold it in no cough
you be getting told off
come get your -ss broke out
my tattoos like to show off
my chopper like to go off
them p-ssy n-gg-rs rolled up
and i’m dare them to knock their dough off
watch me get this load off
know that i’ve been rolled off
i possibly been told on
but i’m still gon’ get this all off
picked it up and drove off
i gotta get one more off
since they knocked lebo off
my city just been throwed off

[verse 2]
my young n-gg-s throwed off
city paper i goes off
2 ounces in the pat race
don’t forget to cut their stove off
big truck get a load off
before that gotta load in
she say she want that remi
i told her make sure it’s sold in
well connected both ends
low low no rims
if our piece is 9
i make twelve on the slow in
real n-gg-s just rolled in
our business no grinds
n-gg- don’t help my friend
i get ’em knocked for fourteen
n-gg- hating don’t know him
all together don’t know them
put the pressure on the b-tch -ss n-gg-
bruce bowen
all the sh-t i told ’em
all the sh-t i showed ’em
this sh-t that mean none of you
would’ve thought the p-ssy was golden
run around and get throwed off
guess you got no sense
my homie said he riding on him
no m-ss , no t-ts
that young n-gg- was throwed off
broad day with a chopper
only thing he left was that crime scene
and that helicopter

- young buck

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