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letra de so 2one - young slo-be

[chorus: young slo-be]
cold demon, but i could show you even colder spot
nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, i heard they on they block
he went live, the f-ck they at? them n-ggas gone
ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don’t pull out cameraphones
let ’em tell it, man, we just some rappers
last i remember, i was the sh-t, i couldn’t afford no pampers
faker step, we finna clear the block

[verse 1: young slo-be]
it’s kinda funny how you lied and said somebody shot
we switch guns after drills, you got the same glock
ayy, ayy, we tiptoe, we don’t got no socks
air max a n-gga ass out with this baby chop
slidin’, b-tch, you know i’m slidin’, n-gga
when the car slow, it’s like i come in perfect timin’, n-gga
i just left to get some cho, i ain’t hidin’, n-gga
the f-ck, n-gga? (it’s the gang)
[chorus: young slo-be]
cold demon, but i could show you even colder spot
nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, i heard they on they block
he went live, the f-ck they at? them n-ggas gone
ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don’t pull out cameraphones
let ’em tell it, man, we just some rappers
last i remember, i was the sh-t, i couldn’t afford no pampers
faker step, we finna clear the block

[verse 2: ao meally]
they say they slidin’, but we outside clutchin’ on that fire
them n-ggas slide through my side, they gon’ get they ass fried
so quit lyin’
tell them suckers stop lyin’, stop lyin’, ayy
fully switch knockin’ when that 40 blow, huh?
sucker n-gga fell for the okie-doke and got his lil’ brodie smoked
2100, i bet my homies know
add a k after this gang’ll get you scratched out of your honeycomb, ayy
talkin’ crazy, you is not a stepper
i ain’t with the throwin’ salt, but i’ll throw a lot of pepper
shred a n-gga moncler, blow him out his booster boots
it’s a’s on the block for my roosters to c-ck and doodle-doo, ayy
they gon’ tape it off when my shooter shot
got this nickel with a hula hoop, ayy, i’ll do the fool
get removed for not movin’ when the movement move, huh
but let ’em tell it, man, we just some rappers
[chorus: young slo-be]
cold demon, but i could show you even colder spot
nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, i heard they on they block
he went live, the f-ck they at? them n-ggas gone
ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don’t pull out cameraphones
let ’em tell it, man, we just some rappers
last i remember, i was the sh-t, i couldn’t afford no pampers
faker step, we finna clear the block

[outro]
i’m so 2one
ayy, ayy
i’m so 2one (ayy, ayy)

- young slo be

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