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ugliestrapperalive - my young krew كلمات أغنية

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[chorus]
b_tch, i’ve been hanging with my crew
trying to get this money b_tch, who the f_ck is you
who the f_ck is you, lil screws b_tch she’ll pop a f_cking tool

no this ain’t motherf_cking no hoe gang
please stop playing b_tch, i’m a motherf_cking grown man
hoe ass n_gga he get laid on like a frying pan, get fried
f_ck that sh_t b_tch h_ll yeah he gotta die

[verse 1]
i’m from lw, b_tch where we sliding
everyday and night we some motherf_cking hybrids
a god d_mn tank full of sharks n_gga we so violent
f_ck that sh_t b_tch, yeah, who gon’ god d_mn pop it
please don’t test this b_tch you get wet up
with a 380 f_ck that sh_t it’s a tec bruh
no, it’s a god d_mn shotgun he get blast out
f_ck that sh_t like a rocket, oh, b_tch hе blast off
he dead now, he got sеnt to heaven, but he got sent to h_ll
n_gga he don’t got no blessings, b_tch that’s a 166 bruh
b_tch better watch your mouth, b_tch who [?] and we run a f_cking hand house
yeah, we run a f_cking hand house t house, the trap house, n_gga watch your f_cking mouth
the rule to the streets keep your motherf_cking mouth closed
don’t say sh_t to 12 f_ck that sh_t that’s a no no
(yeah, f_ck that sh_t, f_ck them hoes)
we get tryna god d_mn get this f_cking bankroll
get to the motherf_cking money sh_t ain’t funny
we still run their sh_t yeah up to still a hunnid
hunnid mill’

[chorus]
b_tch, i’ve been hanging with my crew
trying to get this money b_tch, who the f_ck is you
who the f_ck is you, lil screws b_tch she’ll pop a f_cking tool

no this ain’t motherf_cking no hoe gang
please stop playing, b_tch i’m a motherf_cking grown man
hoe ass n_gga he get laid on like a frying pan, get fried
f_ck that sh_t b_tch h_ll yeah he gotta die

[verse 2]
i don’t feel no god d_mn sympathy for a f_ck n_gga
i don’t feel no sympathy for a motherf_cking hoe n_gga
get up out my sight, it’s all right we going to die tonight
who going to shoot first h_ll yeah who gon’ die tonight
this sh_t my life, from the streets, yeah full of ice
i don’t got no motherf_cking heart b_tch i’m full of ice
cold nights got them kites flying [?]
tryna god d_mn feed your mama n_gga tryna get the [?]
we can buy houses but we can’t even come from my cell
this sh_t n_gga i was 24 hour locked down put that sh_t up in the cell
n_gga god d_mn going through h_ll, heaven on my night
n_gga god d_mn tryna fight, n_gga who gon’ die tonight

[chorus]
b_tch, i’ve been hanging with my crew
trying to get this money b_tch, who the f_ck is you
who the f_ck is you, lil screws b_tch she’ll pop a f_cking tool

no this ain’t motherf_cking no hoe gang
please stop playing, b_tch i’m a motherf_cking grown man
hoe ass n_gga he get laid on like a frying pan, get fried
f_ck that sh_t b_tch h_ll yeah he gotta die

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