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letra de u.o.e.n.o - yung rio

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my golly im godly high g but motley my posse
i took a jolly out the wrapper… got dropped in lean cup
squad be deeper, got the keisha
cop a g bruh, i locked the p’s, up

coppers see the, pot get chiefed up, i procede to… roll up
she off a e pill but on to me still.. you ain’t even know huh

pop a bean or, pop a nina, runnin’ from the cops like i pedal dope
walker me, yup sleep my team up, push that sh-t till the pedal… broke

cheap for p hut, i eat the ceaser
speaker g’d up, the metal… blow
beat the beat up i need my cheese up, i don’t wanna settle for… [broke]

ho, get off my d-ck, i’m workin’ you don’t even know
he boastin’ about that rep, mean he a joke
you talkin’ cheese? talk is cheap
you parkin’ jeeps, im walkin’ streets
you talkin’ toke ’bout sparkin’ weed?
b-tch stop you don’t even blow

green dope, fl!ck… bic, hit a b-tch witta mean stroke
yo sh-t weak, mine not… me & you like sink, float
i guess that mean we’on mix like p-e-t-a & mink coats
ben frank, no pig bank, i need big bank. that brinks ho

[question]
who’s better, then… i
better then nas, better then pac
met her then got, head & didn’t pop
yeen finna get no wedding b-tch nah

cop a flat, kiss the medicine bye
let it hit my… head & then fly
seditive high.. get a quick job?

f-ck cl-ss, b-tch im on my grind

m-u la, dolla sign, a lot of guap what i grind for
i rap cause i wanna, smoke gr-ss wanna.. what the f-ck you lookin at my eyes for
[chill]
i know im faded. no need for that k!llin’ my high
im dope, gimme the ‘o get ghost
i smoke on my lonely & feel my vibe

drop rohtos in when im faded you don’t even know
told ya b-tch drop low you ont need a pole

you copy, but you not me & we know
bump mobb deep my squad so deep they -ssume we a cult

he the new king if this coast
i do my thing & its dope
nah f-ck that, king of this globe
about half a key in his flow

a few rap like me needa get more, most rappers hoes
nah f-ck im the one & only, you don’t even know

2 beans with that dro
pour lean in the foam
hoes feen for that c0ke
everybody get a dose

addict rap that broke
these n-ggas try’na chew, my flow
plastic wrap that snow
don’t pop, do molly thru my nose

and the just the facts, for them n-ggas who don’t even know
tool blow a clip quick hang with n-ggas who don’t even joke

k!llem back, that villain’ back, cat k!llin’ tracks, that illin’ rap
that cieling crack, that money fall. i finished that, im ghost

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