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Ayy, Boot Boy, serve 'em up. Yeah, yeah, you know what the fuck goin' on, You see me in this bitch. Yeah, ridin' 'round In a Trackhawk, can't see me 'cause the tint. Yeah, bust down neck, then I had to bust Down my wrist. four niggas deep, chase 'em down, Tryna spank shit. Yeah, when them niggas hear that They know the Mase comin'. fuckin' on a opp Nigga bitch, she can't stand it. Yeah, steppin' on whoever, just show 'em who the Man is. they ain't gettin' money, niggas broke, Where y'all bands at, nigga? They ain't gettin' money, niggas broke, we can't Stand 'em. That bitch ain't get her bag, I Leave her broke, where she stayin' at? I'm slidin' down Fig in a Charger with the Traction off. I'm noddin' off this drank, swervin' Fast, damn near ended it all. Yeah, we five feet deep, we done been through It all. Free my niggas out the can that Can't pull the killers. Free my niggas out that Can that can't pull the killers. Since a youngin, I was on it, I pollute The killin'. 12 tried to take me on a Chase, I bent the block on him. Fans try to press me for a picture, I Have the Glock on him. I wasn't bustin' Moncler Shoes, I spilled Wock' on him. He told me that he used to be an Opp, I still socked on him. Ain't got the time, but I gots to go. Ha, this whole camp, motherfucker. They like, "Why you gassed up?" I'm them, motherfucker. If it's up, then it's stuck, I'ma rock with My bloods. You know what the fuck goin' on, You see me in this bitch. Yeah, ridin' 'round In a Trackhawk, can't see me 'cause the tint. Yeah, bust down neck, then I had to bust Down my wrist. Yeah, four niggas deep, chase 'em Down, tryna spank shit. Yeah, when them niggas hear that they know the Mase comin'. Yeah, fuckin' on a opp nigga bitch, She can't stand it. Yeah, steppin' on whoever, I Just show 'em who the man is. They ain't gettin' money, niggas broke, where y'all Bands at, nigga? Where y'all bands at? Niggas hate, niggas broke, where y'all bands at, Nigga? Where Where y'all bands at? Niggas hate, niggas Broke, where y'all bands at, nigga? Niggas 'bout to Keep on reachin' out they arm and open hands. Give my young nigga some bands, he pullin' up And get his mans. Pop-poppy almost ran, damn, Thought he was fast. You should've seen the way We laughed when they had to put him in A bag. I can see why niggas mad because They stuck up in they place. I don't wanna fuck your bitch, I might just Pass her to the gang. I hang around loose Screws, I pray they make it through the day. And we gon' bounce out the coupe and chase Him down in broad day. Your bitch said she Wanna fuck me, told her suck it 'til she Can't. She like, "Ain't you Top 5?" So I just hit her with the J's. Your bitch said she wanna fuck me, told her Suck it 'til she can't. She like, "Ain't you Top 5?" So I just hit her with the J's. You know what the fuck goin' on, you See me in this bitch. Yeah, ridin' 'round in A Trackhawk, can't see me 'cause the tint. Yeah, bust down neck, then I had to bust Down my wrist. Yeah, four niggas deep, chase 'em Down, tryna spank shit. When them niggas hear that they know the Mase Comin'. fuckin' on a opp nigga bitch, she can't Stand it. Yeah, steppin' on whoever, I just show 'em who the man is. they ain't gettin' money, Niggas broke, where y'all bands at, nigga?
Baby Stone Gorillas, Slimmy B — YKWTFGO
«YKWTFGO» — Baby Stone Gorillas, Slimmy B. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:39. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
