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letra de free bree - y&r mookey

[intro]
bang
free slugga, b-tch
(free slugga, b-tch)
i got dead ass n-ggas
ain’t no smoking them but sh-t
23k, 2xk, [?]

[verse 1]
(f-ck wrong with these n-ggas)
i go by mookey and i come from all that [?]
had to show these p-ssy n-ggas what i’m bout
dracos and 100 rounds, make you close your mouth
get down and lay down, pick your way out
b-tch, i’m tryna’ wack sh-t, 23k
come in all black sh-t, when we spray
king of the jungle, call me a ape
tell [?] to pop me out, ay, what’s the play?
i’m tryna’ bomb a n-gga block, pull it, let it pop
i just got the drop, now i’m smoking on a opp
n-ggas dead on the clock, hit em with that glock
leave em’ for the [?], they want me to stop

f-ck it, i don’t want the pills
all that sh-t you talking like i can’t get you k!lled
[?]
buss that b-tch and watch that draco hit you in the ear
[verse 2]
slide, slide
and we just dropped three, that’s that car scene
p-ssy, you is not me, stop tryna drop me
riding with a opp’s v, on melvin street
know they wanna pop me, can’t let them pop me
back to back we spinning, with a semi
n-ggas really envy, plus they friendly
told him grab the semi, make sure he finished
caught him with the hit, now he finished

[outro]
now he gone, now he dead
kta, yuh, bang
23k, b-tch

- yr mookey

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