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letra de back 2 back - yt frmdakaine

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we gone come through and we ripping through all of that
i’m with the gang b-tch i feel like a quarterback
i got them choppers and sticks where your momma at
i got some bands stashed where my momma at

come through hit his -ss with a shoulder pad
been in a jail before i ain’t never going back
she f-ck with the gang then she ain’t never goin back
pop out out with the gang know we in all black

curry busting lethal weapon
klay thompson mac-11
i hold that n-gga for ransom
send that n-gga to the heavens
lt got the smith & wesson

(aye) i’m in first you in second
if you run up on me that is a lesson
money coming in through the backend
all these poles n-gga not a wesson

maison margeila you see how i’m stepping
.357 i give a blessing

throwing bullets i’m feeling like wilson
shoot the 30 i’m feeling like stephen

you ain’t getting 1 you gettin all of these
imma throw the bullets like drew brees
she suck the d-ck need new t–th

i ain’t playing n-gga run me my cheese
why these n-ggas acting like they know me
i got 20 feeling like i’m gin0bli

skrilla gang on a new wave
i’m in her mouth but i got the toothpaste
she give me head like a toupae
skate on a b-tch like lupe

come here b-tch you my s-x slave
what’s that sh-t you was talking bout the other day
not 11 but i’m talking bout my f-cking k
p-ssy smelling like fish but i’m not talking bout fillet

y’all n-ggas broke but we paid
bullets running like a relay
double back like a replay

imma teach you like a sensei
n-ggas playing but i’m f-cking paid
you was talking about money the other day

your girl told me you ain’t got the pape
my young dawg come and take your cake

swear to god i’ll never break choppa cook you like a f-cking steak

bullets tackle n-ggas like they playing football
spend a grip on designer
i’m married to the mall

molly santan got your b-tch bouncing off the walls
cut that b-tch off now she swear that she dropping calls

don’t f-ck with opps if i see 1 i’m going off
we play with sticks like we planning of going golf
these n-ggas scary ain’t with it don’t come at all
we get a brick put a stint then we send it off

cut up his throat bag it up then we send it off
got miley, got cyrus i hit em with wrecking b-lls

shoot him in the leg then the head now he dead
p-ssy -ss n-ggas shouldn’t have said what he said
don’t call my phone if it ain’t about bread
i don’t wanna f-ck b-tch i want the head

your girl snitched she said what you said
imma pull up imma shoot you in your head
better yet imma shoot you in your head
n-gga play ketchup(catch up) bout your bread

put the chrome to your mouth like a dentist
they say i’m a villain
100 thousand gotta get it
these n-ggas they lying they kidding
these n-ggas be lying they fibbing

(aye) too much heat gotta sizzle
n-ggas talking gotta get em
cook a n-gga like my dinner
cold hearted like it’s winter

skrilla gang, skrilla gang, skrilla gang
we blowing up like it’s propane
all this money n-ggas gone hang
f-ck out my face if you is a lame

lil n-gga i’m spitting this fire flame
cut her off if she giving this low brain
shout out to them n-ggas from skrilla gang
i pull up and shoot at your f-cking brain

cut off his head if he wanna play
n-gga want me now better f-ck wait
me and lt coming to your f-cking state
i’ll meet a n-gga at h-lls gates

let’s get this sh-t kicking like kevin gates
n-ggas knowing that i came from fort wayne
spitting all these lines like its cocaine
like warren g i gotta regulate

- yt frmdakaine

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