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letra de warwitus - yxng nunu

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[verse 1: yxng nunu]
patek, my wrist
sauce, it drip
lil’ shawty, she play with the tip
the tip, she a freak
lil’ shorty, she play with the meat
big boy hold the l, like i’m meek
like 17, make you p-ss in the sheets

[verse 2: chief pdk]
creep, i’mma pull up in a jeep
making you hide, no hide and seek
when i step out, true religion on me
push to start the whip, i don’t need no key
on gang!
looked in the mirror, thought i was an agent
run in your trap, n-gg-, this an invasion
shooting at n-gg-s, you would think i’m a racist
lean in the fanta, do you want to taste it?

[verse 3: yxng nunu]
d-mn, what?
your b-tch, she wet
i’m not tryna f-ck,man, i just want the neck
i’m smoking and driving, almost had a wreck
she just sucked my d-ck, she got me erect
my money so green, i feel like i’m shrek
[?], i’m not talking tec
pull up on your momma, got shooters on deck

[verse 4: chief pdk]
glock, came with a beam
clappa yelling extreme
n-gg-s, they talk but they not gone squeeze
fn bullets, they fly through the breeze
.32 shot clip, hang out my jeans
come to the trap, see a lot green beams
told that b-tch give me head, no oil sheen
big mtp, yeah, that’s money team

[verse 5: yxng nunu]
yeah n-gg-, i’m not your partner
d-mn, who k!lled that n-gg-?
we don’t know who shot him
man, a n-gg- just playing, you know it was us
we pulling up, 20 deep, in a bus
you don’t want war with us
we keep them guns with us
your b-tch she going, she won’t fuss
going in the paint, them i dunk like i’m russ

[verse 6: chief pdk]
you don’t want war?
we popping melons
.30 clip hang out the glock, smith and wesson
choppa hit him and it eat his intestines
since middle school, i been walking with weapons
f-ck around, knock off yo’ top, all that flexing
up the choppa, shoot it in yo’ direction
glock with a d-ck, that b-tch got an erection
n-gg- you snitching? you a detective

[verse 7: yxng nunu]
he got a vest, i don’t know why
choppa hit him in his head, in his eye
these n-gg-s stay cappin’ these n-gg-s just lying
you not about that life, you play gta 5

[verse 7: chief pdk]
i’m banging 2-4
choppa hit you, make you lay on the floor
come to your barbeque and shoot at your folks
30 glizzy, tell me who want the smoke?

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