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letra de dont know how to feel - z6 & 5unna

[intro]
[?]

[chorus: z6]
yung 5unna with me and ysl (homixide homixide)
p-ssy get caught you’d prolly tell
h5 in the grabba leaf
she got me trippin’ high as h-ll
cali’ [?] a pack i know we take down playin’ with some bales
this sh-t come vacuum-sealed
for them folk’ we don’t want them [?] to smell
no don’t lie to yung 5unna
f-ck that b-tch i’m just tryna make a bail
smoke in the air we get it clear
p-ssy n-gga tain’t sh-t shot from the rear
talkin’ on the phone you gettin’ dipped
glock in the club thirty shots in here
[?] my top in here
play your body drop in here
[verse 1: z6]
slap him with the glock he [?]
lost my brother don’t how to feel
we don’t drop a tear we can spin for [?]
glock in the face like it’s 65th
and the f-ck n-gga steve chappel
take a n-gga plate gon’ eat his meal
glock make him run no tyriek hill
get to the money like my dad named bill
social n-gga daddy boy who you k!lled?
play on his block [?] blood get spilled
7.62 like a bag get filled
we talkin’ to the [?] get him outta here
[?] pop a molly yeah
perc’ they not prescribed in here
we keep a stick don’t try us here

[verse 2: 5unna]
{homixide homixide)
yeah, yeah
homixide gang we gon’ leave him in [?]
homixide gang we gon’ leave him in [?]
[?]
scream f-ck 12
[?] there
snot gang sh-t h5 in the air
all of my brothers don’t know how to feel
the gang we spinnin’ we spinnin’ my young n-gga hop out and get him, yeah
yung 5unna been trippin’ i hop out with .50 and n-gga might shoot at civilian
me and z6 ridin’ around with a big stick
smokin’ h5 we don’t smokin’ on the cheap sh-t
she cuffin’ a ho lil’ b-tch just eat d-ck
and we ain’t f-ckin’ with these n-ggas these n-ggas on sweet sh-t
[chorus: z6]
yung 5unna with me and ysl (homixide homixide)
p-ssy get caught you’d prolly tell
h5 in the grabba leaf
she got me trippin’ high as h-ll
cali’ [?] a pack i know we take down playin’ with some bales
this sh-t come vacuum-sealed
for them folk’ we don’t want them [?] to smell
no don’t lie to yung 5unna
f-ck that b-tch i’m just tryna make a bail
smoke in the air we get it clear
p-ssy n-gga tain’t sh-t shot from the rear
talkin’ on the phone you gettin’ dipped
glock in the club thirty shots in here
[?] my top in here
play your body drop in here

- z6 5unna

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