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letra de dirty stick (prod. by juanber) - yslog

[hook]
pull up in the motherf-ckin’ clip
you better take ‘ur ho, cause she is too lit
you better stay on the block, this is too risk
my n-gg- pull up on you, wit the dirty stick
my n-gg- pull up on you, wit the dirty stick
my n-gg- pull up on you, wit the dirty stick
yslog we mad, we don’t play on this sh-t
yslog we mad, we don’t play on this sh-t

[verse 1: young shark]
2 years in the game, you know what’ve been (game)
yslog we mad, we don’t play on this sh-t (mad)
we tryin’ our place, you know on this game (know)
the top we aimin’ we never give up (top)
the plug on the block, been seelin’ the drug (dope)
i’m feelin’ like takeoff, offset or quavo (migo!)
i put my life on the line, tryin’ something new (yeah)
i’m not goin’ out sad, ’bout the b-tch, a player we still (playa)
i’ve been’ watchin’ popeye, we chasin’ that green (cash)
the money talk, like phone call, you know is the dream (money)
startin’ in 2016, a place to think (ya)
the dream of a lifestyle, that is too lit (lit)
begginin’ a new era, you know what this is
makin’ dollars on rap, like my n-gg- lil boat (lil boat)
when we on the mic, n-gg-, you bet not choke (nah)

[dialogue young shark & -log-]
ay ay man, so what we gon’ do? we gon’ pull up?
-for sure, you god d-mn right, we told ’em not to play with the gang
this is yslog man-
yeah lowkey, so bring on the ak you know what im sayin’ dawg, we gon’ spray that n-gg- up
-oh right man, pull wit the choppa and machine gun, pull up wit the impala-
ay ay man, run, it’s the cops

[verse 2: log]
the lyrics i’m thinking
i dont need to be singing
’cause the flow that i’m feeling
be telling me how i’m hitting
and our rhymes is the tighest
we always going precisely
like i’m holding the sniper rifle
ain’t worth it to be my rival
ain’t stopping the ride
better write that we popping
’cause while i’m caught in my vibe
the money coming ain’t shocking
with young shark and log on the track
everything else will be set by itself
’cause we flying high like we’re in a jet
supersonic speed, the only way that we writing
future i’m seeing, we shining
enemies bleeding, we lining them up
we taking the bullets, we aiming straight to the head
with every verse that we pulling up, every word is a clip
the kick been dropping like this, u can’t react to how it hit
the gang you cannot predict, we pull up with the dirty stick
i’ll do a magic trick, gon’ make them haters disappear
tfane, we bringing fire to the streets

- yslog

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