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letra de ghostface - ypk.abe

[verse 1]
everyday i’m making money
on this grind everyday
hundred round this b-tch like okay
i’m touching pape
we ain’t never going broke
b-tch that sh-t getting old

[verse 2]
n-gga steady talking sh-t
yea i guess he getting bold
treat these n-ggas like some slaves
swear to god they getting sold
n-ggas always on the gram
talking sh-t’ll get him gon
buddy ass steady talking
copy and paste he my clone

[chorus]
yea n-ggas is f-cking copy and paste
n-ggas is my f-cking clones

[verse 3]
when i see your b-tch she’s always
got me gone i’m kinda on
i pop around this n-gga block
i told his ass to turn around
he turned around we dump the whole clip
we let a hundred rounds
when the opps drop the low
b-tch we pulling less then 5ive
call me ghost for a reason b-tch i’m never
being seen
when i’m off of that lil perk i’m in the sky
like a plane
i told those n-ggas stop that sh-t
they thought my ass was f-cking playing
and when i’m rapping all these n-ggas
asking me what i’m saying
[chorus 2]
b-tch i’m speaking english you just dumb n-gga
like yus f-cking stupid……b-tch

[verse 4]
yea i’m in the trackhawk with my lil bodies ye
you know we rapping
n-ggas talking heavy like they got some bars you know
they capping
that n-gga soft he like micheal b jordan b-tch you know
he acting
he grew some b-lls he tried to talk about my b-tch
i had to smack him
we treat him like some f-cking paper
yea you know his ass gon fold
them n-ggas had me in the room
i swear to god i never told
lil b-tch i pull up with the glocky n-gga
know i run his pocket
i’m in this b-tch with a rocket n-ggas know i’m finna
blow
i f-cked his b-tch now this lil n-gga mad
about a hoe
i bring the switch it don’t even know where the f-ck
to go
man you a b-tch you the type of n-gga crash
about a hoe
man you like drake you the type of n-gga
stealing n-ggas flows
i feel like future i’m the type of n-gga
f-ck a n-gga hoe
[outro]
bend a big b-tch over told her ass
shake her ass
you a good lil n-gga i’m the n-gga skipping class
i smack a f-ck n-gga if he try to take my glass
why my choppa keep on itching
yea this shut like a rash
n-gga ass hears that boom
yea he know that’s that blast
never let a n-gga touch that f-cking lean in my glass
swear to god if i drive my aunty car i’d crash
big body ass whip n-gga
sh-t like a h-llcat (f-ck it’s like a trackhawk)
n-gga

- ypk abe

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