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letra de all rats must die - yung d.i.

intro:
right in his eyes “oh yea” , they’ll never fly
“(laugh)” i got baby with me this time, all rats must die
this that or die s–t

hook:
still trap at the same spot
still flexing that same knot
they ain’t having no plays , these n—as be played out
my case got dead doc, stick came wit ah red dot
we don’t give out legs shot, run down get head shot

all rats must die
i came to k!ll i’m trying to look death in his eyes
these h–s be birds cut of they wings they’ll never fly
got it locked like dread lock’s
stick cams wit ah real dot
rat n—as get head shots

verse:
screaming free lil bird , yk4l we the purge , that check on me just like the 1st /
i swear it’s ah gift and a curse , these verses belong in a church
you snitch you belong in a hurst /
i’m a diamond that had rose from the dirt , 100 round drum on that stick like nerf /
h– call me papa no smurf , they left me for better or worst
pain in my heart and it hurting /
still keep it moving i’m having the motions ,cop me audi soon as i get noticed /
you was interrogated and you fold , i’m steady balling on like scr-t-m /
they never stop me, ain’t been c-cky , these head shot ….. ion no body/
n—as ain’t hot they just takis , they ain’t having no deposits/
i’m wit lil baby and we in the s.w.a.t.s , cuffing my main and swapping these thots /
4 different pockets that’s 4 different knots , it’s hard to lost count when you count it a lot /
melt like ice when you seen that fye , rats get no love all rats must die /
yea im still on dat block , 1100 block , simpson road 4 life i’ll never switch sides /

hook:
still trap at the same spot
still flexing that same knot
they ain’t having no plays , these n—as be played out
my case got dead doc, stick cams wit ah real dot
we don’t give out legs shot, run down get head shot

all rats must die
i came to k!ll i’m trying to look death in his eyes
these h–s be birds cut of they wings they’ll never fly
got it locked like dread lock’s
stick came wit ah red dot
rat n—as get head shots

(lil baby verse)
verse 2:
look at me i got my city hot
we shoot up top we don’t aim for leg shots
been toting glocks since mac had dread locks
he such & such i heard the i feds got em
i need freebarz “d.i.” these deads got me
remember us thuggin back and fourth i’m the truth now
& it’s crazy we done took off we making moves now
remember beefing at all them parks but we cooler now
remember going to the detour with my only $1000
went to court & they took my dawg that sh-t broke my heart
i went crazy , i took off gave em a head start
calling plays in my hood they call brett favre
“yeah” but i ………

hook:
(lil baby & yung d.i.)

still trap at the same spot
still flexing that same knot
they ain’t having no plays , these n—as be played out
my case got dead doc, stick cams wit ah real dot
we don’t give out legs shot, run down get head shot

- yung d i

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