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letra de 21 thoughts - young slo-be

[chorus]
ain’t gotta talk, just listen n-gga
.40 with extension in it
rappin’ ’bout a body that ain’t yours, you need to mind yo’ business
the case dropped, ’cause the n-gga did soft as a witness
say he a boy, but he not that
you ain’t do a drill
take his pole, he like, “you got that”, yeah i know i got that (aye, aye)
now walk, before i push yo’ top back, n-gga

[verse 1]
man i can’t believe these n-ggas
yeah i did them drills
why you act like you don’t need me n-gga?
sl!ck couldn’t leave you n-ggas
yeah you talk about it, but we still don’t believe you n-ggas
said he slid, but ain’t did enough
b-tch walked in, handed me dough, but it’s not еnough
like b-tch, what you tryna touch?
b-tch we don’t fight
spin the block sincе they actin’ tough
show love, but i don’t love ’em
[?]
i just saw him talk about his mans, how could i trust him?
be bool with all that brother sh-t
oowee look at him, now he mad, on some other sh-t
pull up, you better park the whip
cuddy took his time, n-gga have you ever took a trip?
me and cuddy (shh)
and kept the [?]
n-gga we pass hoes, we ain’t worried about these b-tches
unc’ done doing dope, but left his pipe in the kitchen
guess that’s really how he living
[bridge]
aye n-gga, you wanna fade n-gga?
.45 bullets twist your brains like some braids n-gga
aye, aye, n-gga
be bool, i got some pain n-gga
once i break this b-tch, leave her stranded in the rain n-gga
oowee, don’t test me, those the type of games you play n-gga
stockon n-ggas bootsy, now she f-ckin’ with a bay n-gga
aye, aye
free the thugs, they some real splitters
long live the thugs, i’m feeling lonely without my real n-ggas

- young slo be

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