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letra de how it go - ysnkey

n-gga what the f-ck is 8?

6-7 double 0
playin with tha gang
or the mob
you gotta go

[first verse: ysnkey]
uh
uh
uh
want me to show you how this sh-t go (right right)
you hang with us we burn you out
all you smell is smoke
you can try and take my b-tch i f-ck ya baddest hoe
whatchu banging, whatchu claiming?
don’t n0body know (yo what’s ya block)
let em know what’s up with us
ain’t no problem crackin heads
we in public don’t stare at me
that’s gon be the last sh-t you did
and sh-t that they departed
sh-t his opps was lookin like —-
i mean go crazy i’m the first to get her in
them boys ain’t ever gon whack sh-t
them n-ggas rookie got 8 rounds inside they ratchets (what the f-ck is 8?)
i’m the type to tell you bout it this no cap b-tch
one n-gga left another n-gga they died fast ash-t
bro tap that b-tton on the back
f-flip it quick
yeah banging with the fully
ain’t no way he missin
they coppin out they
homies checkin in
them n-ggas b-tchin
we ain’t gotta speak on nun go ask
they mourning about that sh-t
k!llers gotta go fetch a bone
we on that dogsh-t
uh
they say it’s war with us
let’s have some fun
catch a vic
bro got a switchy
i don’t gotta shoot my gun
them shots make it hard to move
he was choking on his song
yeah once we get that addy we pull up f-ck boy ya done
guaranteed
that i’m spinnin
ya last words gon be f-ck
and i f-cked a lil sl-t
her brother already know wassup (yeah he know wassup)
you ain’t win her eye for it
and we all know you ain’t tough
do what?
you ain’t do sh-t
you be lying in ya diss
you ain’t ever shoot know draco why you cappin on ya bl!ck

[second verse: ysnuth]

n-gga you be cappin yous a b-tch
yeah i always got the switch
me and gang gon pull up and we gon bang every bl!ck
uh
brrrr
uh
big back door
close that door
you know i’m comin huh
banging with that fully bang on n-ggas i’m just drummin huh
oh you f-ck with the mob we takin life no cap (no kiz)
n-gga i was popped now b-tch i got racks (dogsh-t)
me and gang riding through the city in the hemi
new glizzy, gen 5, 50 in the switchy
last n-gga that played with the gang got deep fried
(yeah that n-gga dead)
—— hit that cut and we gon hang from both sides
n-ggas know
big ysn
n-gga imma dine (n-gga imma dine)
pull up swing that f-cking fully like a wand
b-tch we pull up and send shots and get active
(brrrr)
you ain’t shoot sh-t why you cappin in ya caption?
(n-gga why you lyin?)

[third verse: ysndaiz]

chop it off
shhh
cuz i heard he fast as sh-t
if you want it don’t trip cuh
we stand on toppa sh-t
we hit his face
we tryna see blood i want that n-gga in the grave
we won’t gon speak about shhh
we ain’t gon say no f-cking names
i heard they left him on the pavement yeah he got hit (he got hit)
n-gga when we slide yeah we quick to catch a vic
yeah that’s another one
and n-ggas know i keep my gun
we ain’t gon talk about —— but just know that n-gga runtz
he got left
they hang around the gang
they get stepped
they cooking out them n-ggas
cuz them n-ggas gettin stretched

- ysnkey

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