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letra de spray - young dexster

(you can turn me up a lil bit )
(yea , drip drip, capo, uh-huh)
[chorus]
i ain’t got nun for a b-tch it ain’t enough food on my plate
wake up everyday i’m thankin god like d-mn he made way
just to rap i’m paid remember that they laughed inside my face
and brody got the glock so if they spin then promise you gone spray
[verse 1]
7.62 from out mop the chopper ate his face
if you look deep inside my eyes then you can tell i been through pain , boy you stole fun
i ain’t have nun
our struggle ain’t the same, chopper got a kick and take a d-ck i call it sonya blade
mac 11 spit out fire b-lls that b-tch like lui kang
bro can load up yo account if you go meet em at the bank , perky activated hopped out wit that speaker banging drake
n-ggas claimin that they real but i can see through all the fake
you ain’t never shoot that glock boy that sh-t still inside the case , bitcoin always loaded up i crack a new bin everyday
waygu came with caesar salad told the waiter qr pay
$1000 for the check but i ain’t pay so thats ok
runners icy look like midnight thats the onyx color-ways
you already know what at i’m gone say i threw that b-tch on wit the bape
i might have to sh-t on them toady might just wear every single chain , and i ain’t wanna buss it down the big face rolley came in plain
just give me two or 3 more years i’m taking flight on private planes
if u want rap then just remember everybody finna change
she gone f-ck because i’m havin motion it and bout the fame , left couple n-ggas somewhere in the street that i can’t name
this glock a bio tool it make it easy go get you brain
buffs on weight train i cartier the frames
my b-tch for real a baddie
its hoes who wish they had me
he ain’t even his drop addy
pillow talkin scary n-gga
he ain’t even got no ladder
who you think you scaring n-gga
i asked em who you think you scaring n-gga
and i’m step for gang til the day i take my last breath
, and ima love lil baby til i just ain’t got no heat left
and i could never change i swear the streets done made me heartless
rest in my deads i’m forever on some hard sh-t
i’m forever trynna start sh-t
boy i’m forever trynna
[chorus]
i ain’t got nun for a b-tch it ain’t enough food on my plate
wake up everyday i’m thankin god like d-mn he made way
just to rap i’m paid remember that they laughed inside my face
and brody got the glock so if they spin then promise you spray
,i ain’t got nun for a b-tch it ain’t enough food on my plate
wake up everyday i’m thankin god like d-mn he made way
just to rap i’m paid remember that they laughed inside my face
and brody got the glock so if they spin then promise you spray
and u gone spray yea
(dexster ,capo,drip)

- young dexster

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