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letra de gsg - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
aye, aye, aye, youngboy
say lil’ n-gg- who you playing wit’?
that’s that sh-t that get yo’ man slit
yeah, yeah
tell that n-gg- please don’t tempt me
yeah, yeah, uh, gang and i’m runnin’ this
yeah, youngboy

[chorus]
i walk around with a gsg
shootin’, you ain’t gotta test me
i pull up that gang and they with me
i know they gone bang behind me
i walk around with a gsg
shootin’, you ain’t gotta test me
i pull up that gang and they with me
i know they gone bang behind me
this for whoever wanna k!ll me, eh, eh, uh (what up? come on)
this for whoever wanna k!ll me, eh, eh, uhh
this for whoever wanna k!ll me, eh, eh, uhh
we make it happen by any means
i’ma make you n-gg-s feel me, gang

[verse 1]
painful sh-t
say lil’ n-gg- who you playing wit?
disrespect my gang, that’s that sh-t that get yo’ man slit
f-ck ’bout how you come in, who you wit’?
we ain’t sparin’ sh-t
we gone pull up where they be, hop out and let that choppa spit
young n-gg- stay with a burner on ’em
let him run up on me, he a goner
i don’t cut corners, you know how i’m comin’
don’t f-ck with them boys from ’round the corner
i feel like them lil’ n-gg-s up to somethin’
say lil’ boy you ain’t takin’ nothin’
kk tellin’ me don’t worry ’bout ’em
f-ck that man, i’m spinnin’ on ’em
one call to bail, i know he comin’
thousand shots k!ll a whole army
b-tch come here, no it ain’t no runnin’
one to the head gon’ put him under
one call to bail, i know he comin’
thousand shots put a n-gg- under
b-tch come here, no it ain’t no runnin’
one to the head gon’ put him under

[verse 2]
that gsg look like a carbon, say lil’ n-gg- you don’t want it
i give him the word and they on it, nba pullin’ up like the army
that gsg look like a carbon, say lil’ n-gg- you don’t want it
i give him the word and they on it, nba pullin’ up like the army
i got that hammer stuffed up in my jeans
make a n-gg- beat it up like billie jean
100 sh-ll cases left on the scene, miami, florida b-tch we bringin’ the heat
who the f-ck do you take me for, playin’ wit’ me ?
33 got a glock, a whole 23
once he up, he ain’t skippin’ a beat
once he up, he ain’t skippin’ a beat

[outro]
braaa
eh, eh, eh, youngboy
i pull up that gang and they with me
yeah
what up? come on
eh, eh, uhh

- youngboy never broke again

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