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letra de intro - yung tripp

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[intro]

yeah, huh, intro b-tch
whoo b-tch

[verse]

man you not from the streets if you not from the ghetto
police over there in the corner don’t say h-llo
yeah we moving like the mafia moving like i’m john doe
if you snitch on the clique we gon throw you in a pot hole

aye yeah we bout that sh-t
na you ain’t bout that sh-t
yeah we run up with the full clip and we let it rip
riding with 10 shawtys man you know i’m a pimp

yeah 777 been bout that sh-t since i was 11
yeah i got that angel number yeah i’m going to heaven
if you hate on me then you is a peasant
man i don’t want to be controlled f-ck religion
they don’t want to love me cause of my skin pigment

but they gon love me soon cause i’m fly like a pigeon
hating ass motherf-cker crackhead itching
gave my all to you man this don’t make sense
told me one day that were better off friends
then i got over you then i put you past tense
then you wanted me again what the f-ck this don’t make sense

saw a shawty at the club and she want a dub
shawty got a fat ass knew i had to touch
when we get you your place man this thing you gon rub
little did she know that i was a thug

yeah we gon put this glock in his face
skirt off in a benz coo chase
white girl starbucks latte
i don’t even know you, you not my bae

if you touching on my shawty i don’t play
yeah choppa loaded shoot you in the face
yeah mama told me no face no case
mafia sh-t broad day

nah i don’t gotta act hard they know i’m hard
stay at the bottom you know im a shark
you only a minnow don’t play with the sharks
don’t play with me that is not smart
don’t get mad at me cause you can’t chart
b-tch, huh, yeah, yeah, whoo

- yung tripp

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