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letra de all in (intro) - yungliv

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[intro]
(808 mafia)
yeah, yeah, uh, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
livvy in this b-tch
yeah, yeah, uh, uh
yeah, yeah, uh, uh

[chorus]
i can’t lie lil b-tch, i came from sh-t
they wouldn’t give me help at first, i came up off a l!ck
we was out there packin’, posted 4 deep with 3 bl!cks
n-ggas know lil bro’ll smoke you quick, that’s how it is
f-ckin b-tches off my name, slidin’ on opps did that with gang
for lil bro we on everything, my brother died, sh-t had to change
all these vv’s b-tch i just was popped without not me a thing
put lil bro in that song without some cash, go get some f-ckin’ rank
[verse 1]
pop-out shoot him close from range, we ain’t tryna waste no shots today
we who got thе city cranked, that switchy work, the f-ckin’ thing
told lil bro “if you tryna slide on thе opps, go get yourself some [?]”
shh, bl!ck from 2 different ways, he ran, that mean he gettin’ chased
don’t compare your block to mine, my k!llers come at any time
that glizzy flash f-cked up his eyes, last thing he seen was me and god
i can’t trust no b-tch, put that on me and mine
this ho keep talkin’ ’bout she love me, she love tellin’ lies

[chorus]
i can’t lie lil b-tch, i came from sh-t
they wouldn’t give me help at first, i came up off a l!ck
we was out there packin’, posted 4 deep with 3 bl!cks
n-ggas know lil bro’ll smoke you quick, that’s how it is
f-ckin b-tches off my name, slidin’ on opps did that with gang
for lil bro we on everything, my brother died, sh-t had to change
all these vv’s b-tch i just was popped without not me a thing
put lil bro in that song without some cash, go get some f-ckin’ rank

[verse 2]
i know my opps hate, f-ck all that talkin’ we can link
me and lil bro was the only one outside, tryna see who gon’ slide this way
bad lil b-tch want d-ck, i ask for neck, she think she ’bout to stay
opps steady talkin’ bout they go do this and that, well sh-t, we out here
‘member i ain’t have a hundred, we stunk up the city, me and my lil .38
mama told me all the time, they ain’t really your brothers, you might got to separate
mama don’t know we was hawkin’ sh-t down every night, [?]
run that sh-t up, it was too many n-ggas around, i had to make some sp-ce
why you pillow talkin’ to b-tches like we ain’t who lit, it’s gon’ come back to me
oh we cut, we creep, we can make sh-t ugly
everybody with me done did more than half them drills, this street sh-t numb to me
i caught a l!ck and got back, i was down on my ass, and cut off company
[chorus]
i can’t lie lil b-tch, i came from sh-t
they wouldn’t give me help at first, i came up off a l!ck
we was out there packin’, posted 4 deep with 3 bl!cks
n-ggas know lil bro’ll smoke you quick, that’s how it is
f-ckin b-tches off my name, slidin’ on opps did that with gang
for lil bro we on everything, my brother died, sh-t had to change
all these vv’s b-tch i just was popped without not me a thing
put lil bro in that song without some cash, go get some f-ckin’ rank

- yungliv

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