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letra de bukk 50 - yung-rare

[intro]
got some people, you know, that’ll just like, “f-ck yeah, dude,” f-ckin’ eat it up
and then you got those guys like, “oh no, don’t let my kids see that”
it’s like what the f-ck, dude?
like, they’re gonna grow up and listen to it

[verse 1: yung rare]
hoppin’ out the honda with a duffel full of bodies
dilate his pupils like i’m rollin’ off the molly
systemic, psychopathic, dealin’ is my hobby
grindin’ in his face and leave him bl–dy like he ronnie
[chorus: yung rare]
you better get yourself a gun
don’t wanna be caught callin’ 911
if we catch you lackin’ then it ain’t no fun
if you got a pistol then he ain’t gon’ run, fade away

[post-chorus: yung rare]
nеver bow, never fold, nеver break
never bow, never fold, never break
spin the block, stop, let it rock away
spin the block, stop, let it rock away

[verse 2: kxllswxtch]
you ain’t safe and sound whenever i’m around
[?] i’m kickin’ stones on the ground
[?] my eyes
load up on guns, locate your crib and ride

[verse 3: kxng]
n-ggas fallin’ off and watch you fade away
it’s the holocaust, they really can’t escape
think you’re bangin’ and you up now
’til your numbers start droppin’ and your luck’s out

[verse 4: kxng]
aw sh-t, hear the demons f-ckin’ comin’ with the tec
i got weapons on my weapons, n-gga, get yourself a vest
you invested at the nike store, cashin’ all your checks
’til we take ’em off your body, break the chain around your neck
[chorus: yung rare]
you better get yourself a gun
don’t wanna be caught callin’ 911
if we catch you lackin’ then it ain’t no fun
if you got a pistol then he ain’t gon’ run, fade away

[post-chorus: yung rare]
never bow, never fold, never break
never bow, never fold, never break
spin the block, stop, let it rock away
spin the block, stop, let it rock away

- yung rare

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