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letra de blac loccs - young dolph & key glock

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh
let the band play
hah
yeah

[verse 1: young dolph]
black locs on so i don’t see n-body
i’m on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that’s inside me (ayy)
late night i’m just riding (ayy)
caught myself thinking about my grandma, i started crying (d-mn)
f-ck these diamonds (f-ck that sh-t!)
what i’m supposed to do when i come from drugs and violence? (yeah, yeah)
what you suppose to do when she see me in that coupe sliding (yeah, yeah)
in my hood we hit the gas when we hear sirens (skrrt)
you weren’t raised like me, shut the f-ck up and be quiet (for real though)
fell asleep on your b-tch she say “you’re so childish” (my bad)
dapper dan hit me, said, “young n-gg-, you too stylish” (gracias)
i told them just when you need a stylist (stylist)
i’m south memphis. kicking big boy cow sh-t

[chorus: young dolph]
black locs on so i don’t see n-body
i’m on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that’s inside me
bla-black locs on so i don’t see n-body (i don’t see n-body)
i’m on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that’s inside me

[verse 2: key glock & young dolph]
yeah, yeah, late night on the e-way sliding
i looked down at my wrist and that b-tch said “perfect timing”
yuh, i’ve been grinding (grinding), yuh, i been grinding (grinding)
now a n-gg- shining cause these benjamins keep on piling (yeah)
up, playing with this paper, f-ck round, got a paper cut
glock run in a mclarlen, f and n in my tux, yuh
bands in my pants, got my sh-ts bout to bust
got some bands i ain’t touched, i think the sh-t collectin’ dust
cartier is on my face, i flood it with some diamonds
i get high everyday, i wake up skydiving
money tall is what you say, you n-gg-s be lying (liar)
it’s the middle of the day, i’m sipping and i’m driving with some—

- young dolph key glock

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