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letra de big talk - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
what up, rippah?

[verse 1]
i come from posted on the block with them hot boys
seven of us ridin’ on a bike, totin’ them fire rods
a smoker showed me how to sit and make the powder
von showed me never go to sleep, he press all the cards
b-tch, what it is? we can talk about it
skinny n-gg-, pockets thick, my b-tch got a wide body
hoppin’ off the jet and i got twenty racks in every pocket
cross get set on fire, n-gg-s die if you try to stop me
jail cells, i was only 12, gettin’ put in them
hood hoes tryna come up off you, i grew up with them
snake n-gg-s, straight up hatin’ n-gg-s, b-tch, i run with them
f-ck n-gg-s with that sneak dissin’, i ain’t hearin’ them
hold on, now let me turn up on a ho
your favorite rapper rattin’ on the low
hundred shots in that cutter, we got that chevy sittin’ low
and my youngins, they reckless, blow all the hinges off your door
shoot that forty twenty times, they gon’ start callin’ one time
and i remember one time, i think it was in ’09
and i couldn’t seem to stop cryin’, mama put me on medics
and i never took real and real k!ller, unapologetic
b-tch, and we forever steppin’, hit a n-gg- with that fire
boomer really slang that iron, behind it i caught bodies raw
let me talk my sh-t, matter fact, check out my diddy bop
you all steady runnin’ wild, fifty in that forty glock, c’mon

[chorus]
old n-gg-s on that old sh-t, it’s a young n-gg- time
a bigger picture, bigger difference, it’s a young n-gg- rhyme
head over water, he say all he do is step with that iron
catch that n-gg- slippin’, knock his heart from out his chest with that iron
big boss, that lil’ n-gg- with that big talk
cutter got a big spark, lil b’ll let that stick off
plus half of these n-gg-s, i could tell you what your b-tch ’bout
richer than your daddy, with my moms in a big house

[verse 2]
young n-gg- pull up with them shooters and i fold you
i won’t ever let these n-gg-s get me, that’s a no-no
high definition, vvs’s, on my son, ho
what is sh-t you could do that hurt me when i’m done, ho?
tryna bust a n-gg- head, and i’m like, “yes, sir, yes, sir”
got some sh-t up in my trunk’ll rip a n-gg-‘s vest up
shawty tryna f-ck a n-gg-, she want me to bless her
cousin k!lled by fat phil, she don’t know we stretched him
gave some molly to that b-tch, now she wanna do somethin’
couldn’t rep that violence with the thirty, youngin tryna shoot somethin’
out on holly, past 1:30, b-tch, we tryna move somethin’
in the morning, was flashin’ early, i was goin’ through somethin’

- youngboy never broke again

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