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letra de chillhood - youngsta's chillhood

intro [ak_j and sevenyoungold]

wassup fam
slow down g
yo that will back in our studio
hava lotta basic sh-t?
i know whacha ass, funky sh-t
and hoe g, who the real g
could feeling it
i don’t know but thats hard
so let show togetha f-cking’ beat and going up for real
yeah
word up

[verse ak_j]

i got akas like dj j
but my best friends call me mr. best
we k!ll together those people and b-tchs
wit our aks and revolvers in h-ll
f-ckin’ wit neds like they ain’t noob
and we gonna be in compton soon
don’t f-ck wit america like kim jun oon
motherf-cker sucked my d-ck on the roof
leavin the house but not for f-ckin the hoos
f-ckin wit those motherf-ckin loose cannons
who’s got it
i mean the money
motherf-ckin dirty but so honey
today is so sunny
heh my rhymes are so funny
got it wrapped like a mummy like dre
remember what i said
i got akas like dj j
it gon’ be my gimmick fool
yeah
it’s just the same sh-t every rapper got ah sh-t except obie trice
he’s got cool f-ckin rhymes
the b-tch who mines
just suck my d-ck and givin ass
put ma d-mn d-ck behind her head and
rollin’ best weed
wit ma homie seven young old
yo man

[bridge:sevenyoungold and ak_j]

geah..how is going on.?!
like dump cool homie
thata good sound babe
show man..
show what..?
j show that how you going on
ohh step in, ill do man, i do
holding up the rymes man
so, if we f-cking out, no one could believe
but you could
yea i could
ma man seven going in h-ll

[verse:sevenyoungold]

yes im back in ma hood
thats good
all pretty little trash and
all the junk in ma clash
lemme doing when i see you
ma band
hehe
we r few
to k!ll you but
n0body could give that f-ck to us
then i walk to bus
taking over cross
youngsta’s chillhood
crashing
smashing
both cash in and i want you to be dash it on
when
i just do like bomb
then realized and back to ma g’s
speed that jeez
oh ya these
remedies fool
back to underground cool
flow
growing in the hood
ma sir
it ain’t no nephew
then i was young and wanna ma rap
then you start me junking throw
about ma feeling and i deeling surfing fam
disappeared
feel like stunt gun and feel like you feer
f-ck every fake friends
in the real
f-ck every b-tches
for hole and roling ma n-gga c-ck in their ass and let me going n-gga on
and then ma rhyme
and only mine
that i spent ma time
youngsta’s chilling hood
back to the real sh-t dude

- youngstas chillhood

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