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letra de smoke - yungliv

[intro: yungliv]
ayy, ayy
pull up, and we send hot sh-t, n-gga
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yeah (what’s the word, c4?)
ayy, ayy

[chorus: yungliv]
heard he just got shot, but he ain’t die, we spinnin’ back again (so we spin back again)
we got new twin glocks, let’s go and shop, board up, let’s do a hit (ayy)
my favorite opp got dropped ’cause what he said, so foenem stretchin’ sh-t (foenem stretchin’ sh-t)
location dropped, he gon’ call up g boy (ayy, ayy), and never n-gga bl!cked (ayy)
glocks (glocks), beams, and shots, we run the opps, go ask ’em how we get (go ask ’em how we get)
x, lean, and za (x, lean, and za), b-tch, i’m too turnt, all of my k!llers lit (ayy)
them n-ggas claim a block thеy never owned, pshh (shh), so gеt on that
y’all know about g boy, but really, everybody gon’ body sh-t (everybody, said, gon’ body somethin’)

[verse 1: yungliv & big30]
this shotty bust ricky, he tried to run, but he wasn’t fast enough (but he wasn’t fast enough)
this glock come automatic, tap the switch and let that glizzy bust (prr, prr)
we on that sh-t you said, i ain’t forget, we still gon’ get you touched (gon’ get you tucked)
we crash the whip (uh-huh), go split the tactic work like around forty-somethin’ (skrrt, boom, boom)
drop out the clip, reload back to the strip like we ain’t murder somethin’ (like we ain’t murder)
they way he type on ig, we was bound to catch up and body him
no standin’ clips, you heard all of them shots, we’re in your function, quick (ayy, function, quick)
(ayy, n-gga, the f-ck you want? f-ck over)
we stand on all this sh-t, we rap for real, i ain’t got’ prove this sh-t (ayy, i ain’t got’ prove this sh-t)
my city know exactly what we on (uh-huh), solve any problem quick (solve any problem quick), ha
i just got the lolo (this lolo), from his lil’ opp b-tch (ayy, ayy), she said she want him hit
but if i do, the ho might tell somethin’ about that filthy sh-t
we in the field but ain’t no [?] louis on when i shoot back (what? haha)
had my lil’ k!llers grade a spot just for somewhere to lay they back (just for somewhere to lay they back), and that’s facts
ride through the other side, like, pop out (skrrt), where y’all at?
since we lost [?] the streets (it isn’t, it isn’t), it ain’t been sweet since broski left (uh)
and it’s still motherf-ck the 5 (f-ck the 5) until they lay me down to rest (ayy, ayy)
them fake ass vests gon’ be the reason (bop, bop, bop, bop), you got hit all in your chest (bop)
if you know half, i knew ’bout where you live (blrrrd, blrrrd)
you wouldn’t run your mouth, we come through drummin’ sh-t
like [?], bring them cannons out (blrrrd, cannons out, big30)
[verse 2: big30]
ayy, [?], bring them cannons out, gon’ stake outside your mammy’s house (blrrrd)
it’s a “yeah” situation (yeah), he too sweet, i planned it out (it’s a—)
ain’t no more gas left in the ‘cat, i high-speed (skrrt), then i rent it out (uh)
been about no meds from the gang (blrrrd, blrrrd), we pressed all the xannies down (uh)
ayy (ayy), you play with 30, you gon’ die (ayy), this understood (on god)
he known for pistol totin’ (blrrrd), not to push it in the wood (gang)
big foenem galore me, not no security, i brought the hood (grr)
chopper gang ceo, but the great street version of suge (crip)
blrrrd (blrrrd), b-tch, i’m still active (active)
really livin’ what i rap, still pull up, get to clappin’ (clappin’)
i ain’t doin’ no fine, see my fit bought up, a n-gga dappin’ (a lil’ jackin’)
gon’ really pull up (blrrrd), make it happen (blrrrd), 30 ’bout that action (yeah), blrrrd

[chorus: yungliv & big30]
heard he just got shot (ayy, ayy), but he ain’t die, we spinnin’ back again (so we spin back again, he got shot)
we got new twin glocks (ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd), let’s go and shop, board up, let’s do a hit (ayy, twin glocks)
my favorite opp got dropped ’cause what he said (skrrt), so foenem stretchin’ sh-t (foenem stretchin’ sh-t, got dropped)
location dropped, he gon’ call up g boy (ayy, ayy), and never n-gga bl!cked (blrrrd, blrrrd)
glocks (glocks), beams (beams), and shots, we run the opps, go ask ’em how we get (go ask ’em how we get)
x, lean, and za (uh-huh), b-tch, i’m too turnt (b-tch, i’m turnt), all of my k!llers lit
them n-ggas claim a block they never owned, pshh (shh), so get on that
y’all know about g boy, but really, everybody gon’ body sh-t (everybody, said, gon’ body somethin’)

- yungliv

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