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letra de run up - youngstin

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let’s get it

n-gga we lurking pop on your block with the glock we
jerking

anit sh-t funny so n-gga stop smerkin
oh you want smoke
you don’t want smoke

we catch you lacking four deep with the polls

n-ggas be b-tches pillow talking hoes

i do what i want you do what you can

off the gas i stay be rolling up grams

who is you i will shoot you and your mans

n-ggas be sucking yah they be some fans

off the gas i can’t even stand

lil nance im the man
counting these bands
sip some henny when i land
feel like the man
counting these bands
smoking gas you can tell by the strain

counting money need a whole extra hand

50 tan like sand

blue stripes on my bands

you a b-tch i can tell you can’t blend

n-gga you a b-tch pull up with stick’s
empty the clip out at your mother f-cking crib

n-ggas b-tches n-ggas be ratting
pull up on them with the glock and smack it

n-ggas be talking they anit getting them racks b-tch
little boy you is a b-tch and i know that

got the shooters on the roof like kodak

if you blame at my squad we blow back
all my n-ggas be some savages
we f-ck up your whole head

yah you know my n-ggas savages
they pull up in all black
all my n-ggas with the sh-ts
we don’t do that chit chat

f-ck your b-tch she nuted on the sheets
had to get her out the house
couple the bands in the south

n-ggas is running they mouth
n-ggas is dissing for clout

run up on me and i’m gonna empty this 50
n-ggas be rolling midis
i be smoking on that sticky icky

found a white her name vicky
vicky looking really sh-ty
i’m the hottest in my city
pull up on me it’s over

b-tches love me like i’m sosa

- youngstin

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