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letra de messed up - yung ro

[intro]
-aheheheheh-
oh man n-gga
what he- what he talkin’ bout?
in that red i trust (in that red i trust)

[chorus]
i barely know homie, i don’t got no beef with him
but since he talkin’ crazy, f-ck him nd’ his people nd’ them
i don’t know bout no code to free but 40 (yhea)
i believe in him
he hate when i be leavin’ him
i just showed like 20 racks on the gram, i just be teasin’ them
i get full of them pills nd’ get to thinkin’ bout raheem nd’ them
like d-mn
f-ck my partners gone
nd’ they left me on my own -braah-
imma put they name in every song (once)
for once, we get it on; b-tch (raheem)

[verse 1]
b-tch, for once we bustin’ domes (yhea, yhea)
yhea
yhea
man these streets just took my best friend
that sh-t so depressin’ (so pressin’)
i just landin’ in a nother n-gga city to get that back end
(lets get that back in)
i jumped from new orlans, you can tell by that accent
(accent)
and i’m really livin’ like lil boy, i ain’t just rappin’
(i ain’t just rappin’)
i’ll make it happen -brahh-
n-gga i ain’t cappin’, (yhea) i’ll split yo sh-t
straight it out like its a fraction (uh huh)
i done keep my d-ck inside my pants, these hoes distractions (huh?)
gotta to keep my gl!ck up in my pants, i can’t be lackin’ (no)
b-tch i’m always packin’ (yhea)
i be with some crips, round my way they like “whats crackin’?”
(yes)
“i heard ol’ boy got smoked the other day, i wonder what happened”
(i wonder what happened?)
“he was prolly lackin'” (lackin’)
yhea
n-gga wanna play?! imma get that thing, imma air this b-tch out
yhea
[chorus]
i barely know homie, i don’t got no beef with him (uht uh)
but since he talkin’ crazy, (lets talkm bout) f-ck him nd’ his people nd’ them
(what you gon’ do?)
i don’t know bout no code to free but 40 (yhea)
i believe in him (yhea)
he hate when i be leavin’ him (b-tch)
i just showed like 20 racks on the gram, (yhea) i just be teasin’ them
i get full of them pills nd’ get to thinkin’ bout raheem nd’ them (huh)
like f-ck my partners gone
nd’ they left me on my own -raheem-
imma put they name in every song (once)
for once, we get it on -brah baow-

[verse 2]
i’m lookin’ for a fn
that draco? thats my best friend (lets go)
i only f-ck with glocks, i don’t do the smithin’ wesson (nah)
got your baby momma suckin’ d-ck at the west end (yah)
and no you can’t hold my gun, so b-tch? stop askin’ (b-tch stop askin’)
why you keep that mingo plug? cause n-ggas always taxin’ (they be taxin)
uno, dose, tres; you can send it in a package (inna package)

[outro]
yhea cook that b-tch up [?]

- yung ro

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