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letra de what’s up now - yung havøc

(this is a certified hood classic)

(havøc wake the h-ll up)

[verse 1: yung havøc]

it’s havøc from 304
don’t you dare step to me
or i’ll rock you wh0re
always spittin these flames fenniken
if you want to start sh-t just pull up then
i’m the most slept on rapper like a bed
tryin my best on music so don’t tread
so just admit they you’re brother
but they probably gon’ sleep with your mother
everybody’s rappin bout trump or biden
but politics is why everyone so divided
everybody’s been lookin down at me but they won’t
when they see me on every track parental advisory
look at this boy
think he so hard
he won’t even spit me one good bar
always in my face tryna hate on me
he spends his time m-st-rbating
wears his pants so low that you can see his
underwear
lookin like he’s ready for easy access
throwin up his hands like he is deaf
bro can’t pull girls not even beth
not even beth
ion know who the f-ck beth is
havøc you’re gon’ have to fill me in
on that man if you feel what i’m saying

[verse 2: 999vlonequinn]
the way i carry the game on my back feel like a rap god
when you go somewhere yo card declining like a tap fraud
politics be fake they telling lies so they can catch yall
me im preaching im telling the truth im not gone rat yall
see i don’t rap, i sometimes cap inside my raps yall
but i got cash, my money long it really stand tall
but this money can’t buy what i need i need a real b-tch
this generation only wanna f-ck just like a catcall
me i’m just a modest mothaf-cka ain’t gone stand for that
he ran from that, i tried to tell you that he wasn’t made for that
raided all your sh-t and ran off like that boy was a scaredy cat
that boy tom and jerry cuz that n-gga really love to rat

(havøc wake the h-ll up)

[verse 1: yung havøc ( repeated) ]

yeah, i don’t be f-cking
with you m-th- f-ckers
all yall just flexing ya bullsh-t
like you can bust 2 clips
you can’t even shoot sh-t
like, barking at who b-tch
so pull up and catch these bullets
yuh, hocus pocus
the m-th- f-ckin losers croakin
huh yuh, they just chokin
spreading misinformation and bullsh-t
folding, destined like you a golden child
but you ain’t sh-t, cause mama just raised a b-tch
yall just leeches, playing child games for features, godd-mn
yeah, they gon get murked
they ass sent straight in the dirt
6 feet deep in the earth
like b-tch, just put in your worst
before you’re put in a herse
(304), they gon come up at your door
(leaking on the floor bro)
heh, get ready motherf-ckers

- yung havoc

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