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ykk – gutter gang, pt. 2 (feat. king kurt raps) كلمات اغاني

[chorus (ykk & king kurt raps)]
speaker f_ckin blaring loud
now we all up in the clouds
b_tch you can’t
mess with the gutter gang
riding round town
in a lambo laughing to the bank
f_ck coca_cola
i’m pouring that drank
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
f_ck with king kurt f_ck with me
that’s my brother
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
we boutta make it got green
like a putter
speaker f_ckin blaring loud
now we all up in the clouds
b_tch you can’t
f_ck with the gutter gang
i make these rapper
walk the plank
i write my own sh_t
while you out drawing a blank
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
f_ck with yk f_ck with me
that’s my brother
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
we boutta makе it got green
like a putter

[verse 1]
this is the grеatest sh_t
you know i made this sh_t
all of you play this sh_t
poppin these checks and sh_t
spit like a tech and sh_t
ice on my neck and sh_t
b_tch up next and sh_t
silk pillow beck and sh_t
i’m losing all my patients
i got fired from the er
wrists ain’t ever thawing
all the gold is where my t__th are
f_ck her then i dip
i can’t ever have no sweet heart
all up in that modern warfare
no treyarch
there ain’t a thing up in this world
that i can’t f_cking buy
they ask how much i got
but i can’t even count that high
eyes on the prize
the money, the fame
stuck on my prime
spitting the flame
grabbin that uzi
the sights take aim
pulling the trigger
k!lling the game
[chorus (ykk & king kurt raps)]
speaker f_ckin blaring loud
now we all up in the clouds
b_tch you can’t
mess with the gutter gang
riding round town
in a lambo laughing to the bank
f_ck coca_cola
i’m pouring that drank
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
f_ck with king kurt f_ck with me
that’s my brother
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
we boutta make it got green
like a putter

speaker f_ckin blaring loud
now we all up in the clouds
b_tch you can’t
f_ck with the gutter gang
i make these rapper
walk the plank
i write my own sh_t
while you out drawing a blank
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
f_ck with yk f_ck with me
that’s my brother
aye
b_tch you can’t f_ck with the gutter
we boutta make it got green
like a putter
[verse 2 (king kurt raps)]
double my cup, you know what’s up
i ain’t no p_ssy so fill that sh_t up
seeing the stars, tripping to venus
she wanna f_ck stars so grab on my p_n_s
im looking the cleanest, my raps stay the meanest
dollar to paper the paper look g_nius
i’m writing the thesis, boy you need jesus
seamless i’m speechless exposing your weakness
i scream with uniqueness, kurt is the first
you are the worst, i’m bring the sweetness
so suck on my sucker you better not pucker
i chat up your woman just so i can f_ck her
they sleeping on me like they were tucker
still repping the gutter i eat where’s your supper
tell mother i love her i’m born just to suffer
i’m making it big just wait till the summer was down

- ykk

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