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letra de kill confirmed - yungliv

[intro: yungliv]
yeah, yeah
smokin’ bk out the motherf-ckin’ pound, n-gga
yeah, yeah, i got d1 with me
go

[verse 1: yungliv & 1mere]
he talked the most sh-t, when he got hit we seen him drop his hot (we seen him drop his hot)
my opps put k!llin’ sh-t in songs but never spin my block (stop, uh)
that b-tch gon’ do everythin’ i say if it’s about linin’ opps (go, go)
f-ckin’ n-ggas hoes and sellin’ bowls, we do that sh-t a lot (we do that sh-t a lot)
we got that lo’ and sat outside, this one a perfect drop (yeah, yeah)
told d1, “keep the window up, just hop out in him and throw every shot” (go, go)
n-ggas they can’t catch us, cck, we got sh-t turnt
them bullets put lo in a choke hold, them n-ggas from that block ain’t learned (cck)
we get that lo’ thеn we on that, d1 get that k!ll confirmed (go)
my b-tch mad, i likе smokin’ opps, she gettin’ on our nerves (she mad)
them .762’s hit up, shh, now your man on the curb (shh)
i know livvy on that car but i wanna hop out, bl!ck him first (we on that)

[verse 2: yungliv]
them shooters pop out, he held his chest, i know it hurt (i know)
we caught him tryna link with a b-tch and put his face all on shirt (yeah)
they put that flame in what’s his name ’cause what he said inside that verse
i f-cked this b-tch for ninety minutes, i ain’t bussed it, i’m off this perc’ (i’m off this)
[verse 3: 1mere & yungliv]
n-ggas trollin’, we the ones that put your brother on that poster
i know opp that got shot, they put that d-ckhead in a stroller (stroller)
all my opps know we be campin’ (campin’, go, go)
we only slide with arp’s and drac’s, n-gga, we don’t do no standards (standards)
we was slidin’ back to back and broski almost lost his life (yeah, i heard broski almost)
make him think we friends and book the stu’ and rob him with his pipe (rob him with his pipe)
don’t pop that sh-t with me, i really pull up shootin’ off my bike (yeah, yeah)
them clappers walked up skizzy down with two drac’s shootin’ on sight (go, go)

[verse 4: 1mere]
he got shot for all that sh-t that he said, ask lil’ bro (ask lil’ bro)
n-ggas play with cck in any way, we took they soul (p-ssy)
they ain’t tryna slide for hundo, they just cried and made a post (go)
soon as booka died, we grabbed the v like, “who ready to go?”
fetti tried to go bust a trap and got his sh-t busted wide open (sh-t busted)
i know one opp that caught a headshot and lost focus (he lost focus)
free lil’ 3, the one who get up close, real creep (free lil’ 3)
lil’ bro hittin’ opps with fullys, i’m like, “d-mn, that’s lil’ me” (free lil’ 3)

[verse 5: yungliv]
i know a rap n-gga that died rockin’ a fake chain (rockin’ a fake chain)
we hit side west and bend the 9th, we don’t play no f-ckin’ games (bend the 9th, play no f-ckin’ games)
fetti got caught loafin’ with no bl!ck, jae died the same way (jae died the same way)
been runnin’ up that bag, that money comin’ in from different plays (that money comin’ in from different)
play this household alarm, bro dozin’ off, he gotta died today (he gotta)
first thing i did when i got signed was get my k!llers straight (get my k!llers straight)
[outro: yungliv]
yeah, yeah, go, go, go
yeah, yeah, yeah

- yungliv

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