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nunnie da iii - y.o y.o كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
“y.o y.o”, he say it back, on bro i’m throw
mentionin’ me, n_ggas gotta be slow
wal blixk you the reason we smokin’ on lo
mori on d_ck, but his bm a hoe
lu blixk got flocked, where the f_ck was his pole?
opp thot always tell me what she know
if she not tryna line ’em then she gotta go
baby .40 dumpin’, this sh_t got a kick
word to my dead, i can’t go out like nick
so many deads, them n_ggas sick, but them n_ggas find a way to be on d_ck
b_bangin’ on anyone who in they pics
i will not beef wit’ a gunshot vic’
all of them diss tracks and you know it, hop in the v and go let off your grip

[verse]
oh he in them photos, so he better not be on his dolo when we bend
smokin’ on lolo, we in the kirk and every single one of us got more than ten
they don’t got no promos
wal blixk got shot, and i heard he took it on the chin
why n_ggas keep sayin’ my name? i promise n_ggas gon’ regret it whenever i spin
i can not wait ’til i run into headtap, we givin’ that n_gga a head tap
mentionin’ deads, you gon’ regret that
one of y’all gonna get shot, i could bet that
chicken went out on his birthday, n_gga went out in the worst way, he was a dweeb
mori your bm a sm_t, you seeded that b_tch and them n_ggas had her on her knees
n_ggas be gettin’ me tight, none of them n_ggas that’s rappin’ is active
mori be talkin’ like he really do sh_t, when did he ever get up and go blast that?
i had enough of everybody dissin’, none of them n_ggas tried to make it tragic
we only totin’ on big sh_t, anybody push up on us goin’ in a package
reefy went out in a crash
we smoke lo bands, that’s gas
them n_ggas just wanna rap beef, i really clap heat, them n_ggas be doin’ bad
i fell in love wit’ the backseat, n0body jack me cause i be movin’ too fast
please do not think you could clap me, totin’ on jacky
i’m in the [?] wit’ spazz
[chorus]
“y.o y.o”, he say it back, on bro i’m throw
mentionin’ me, n_ggas gotta be slow
wal blixk you the reason we smokin’ on lo
mori on d_ck, but his bm a hoe
lu blixk got flocked, where the f_ck was his pole?
opp thot always tell me what she know
if she not tryna line ’em then she gotta go
baby .40 dumpin’, this sh_t got a kick
word to my dead, i can’t go out like nick
so many deads, them n_ggas sick, but them n_ggas find a way to be on d_ck
b_bangin’ on anyone who in they pics
i will not beef wit’ a gunshot vic’
all of them diss tracks and you know it, hop in the v and go let off your grip

- nunnie da iii

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