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youngboy never broke again - dead twin (king von diss) lyrics

[intro]
that p_ssy_ass boy talk that sh_t
(free lul tim)
(playboy on this b_tch)

[chorus]
tell them b_tch ass n_ggas pick they mans up
when timmy split his sh_t open make sure he don’t stand back up
he a dread head i know just how to leave dead
northside 38 where we banging red
forever its murder in my eyes
get k!lled on camera see his dead body up on the internet
catch ’em bad and end up stepping on somethin’ (4kt)

[verse 1]
you play with 4kt you end up just like von
and tell other n_ggas that’s his twin he gon end up dead with him
told tim hop with that cutta i’m trying put him inna dirt we ain’t trying too fight him
im trying get thе whole clique tell thеm b_tches run
i want them all gone
satan seed, demon baby, devil reaper i’m trying cause a massacre
cemetery mentality pour up the fanta
real dead guy out in atlanta
jump out take a soul
b_tch we slang that pole
man down, leave him bleeding
caught him leave him leaking
p_ssy n_gga dead all that dissing
smoking opps out the hookah ripped him up in the lounge
don’t end up like the last n_gga
demon symbols
p_ssy_ass n_ggas ain’t do nothing, they some lackers
other dead rapper (dead body)
[chorus]
tell them b_tch ass n_ggas pick they mans up
when timmy split his sh_t open make sure he don’t stand back up
he a dread head i know just how to leave dead
northside 38 where we banging red
forever its murder in my eyes
get k!lled on camera see his dead body up on the internet
catch ’em bad and end up stepping on somethin’

[verse 2]
i say all these b_tches ain’t did nothin
i been steppin’ on sh_t, like hit after hit, warzone you can get smoke at the club
in this assassin sh_t for real, burn that n_gga
i ain’t got no love for sh_t, 600k top my meter
take your soul can’t get that back, n_ggas know i murder sh_t
inside that coffin who movin’ guns so i’ve been sellin’ that dope out the north
that n_gga dead, cl!ck up all y’all want b_tch it’s war for real
all that he said on internet make sure his mouth stay sealed
trying to k!ll somethin’ in chicago too
head hunter, b_tch, tryna murder the whole crew
that other had a show, tell me where it’s at
i left a blood stan up in on he’s mans
he was on my death note we did his and finna do you
f_ck it the whole clique on it to

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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