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letra de 1on1 outro - yungblaket

(verse):
all my n-ggas really strikin’ sh-t and we don’t play around
oh you see the money, so you finna stay around
pick him up because he dead, we can’t just leave him on the ground
they done seen the body cam and caught the .40 in the house
b-tch trippin’ bout the pass, what the f-ck she talking bout’
she keep touching on my neck, i told this ho’ she need a towel
yea, tap his stomach he gon’ feel it for a couple months
you the type to switch up on your n-gga for a couple bucks
i’m the type to let the chopper rip, if he talking nuts
told him come and get some action, yеa it’s one on one
tryna kick it with the cliquе, n-gga you ain’t one of us
i just poured some potion in the yea, i’m tryna double up
dre said he plotting on your ho’, better lock her up
why this n-gga get me fried as f-ck, seen a walking bus
throw him in the lake, said he better swim
it’s h-lla snakes at the door, but i can’t let em’ in
i know a b-tch who talk a lot, you can’t tell her sh-t
better get your money, yea today, it’s gon’ get you lit
cj finna hitstick a n-gga, and he coming quick
and we done shot him in the stomach, he don’t need a kit
said you finna swing when you see me, better stand on it
n-gga said he finna leave his b-tch, put a band on it
pour the potion in my drink, i’m tryna get my blood flowing
i told her i can’t stop cheating, i’m being honest love
big glock dumpin’ out the whip, they think it’s more than one
shorty keep on crying bout’ a thot, that i ain’t tryna f-ck
weed got my lungs real hot, i think i had enough
i got a friend you need to shoot because he h-lla buff
b-tch don’t touch on my dreads, i thought they was rough
she keep kissing on the gang, and you want to cuff

- yungblaket

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