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4e til death - go yayo lyrics

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[chorus]
it’s 4e gang ’til the death of me (4e)
big ol’ choppa to the left of me (brrrr)
i earned my stripes like a referee (stripes)
i can’t let no n*gga step on me (no!)
f*ck n*ggas know that it’s up with me (up, up)
if it’s up b*tch you stuck with me (stuck!)
better step up your artillery
scoot up with russian machinery (scoot up)

[verse 1]
if you 4e, my n*gga, then i love you (i love you)
this sh*t forever fo’ eternity (4e)
that n*gga switched up, he crossed a line
he can’t come back, he ain’t know what that mean to me (d*mn)
i shoulda been left, but i stayed down with my n*ggas (sh*t)
i felt like they needed me (i did)
gave my heart to the streets, i wouldn’t f*ck a zombie
but n*gga i jus’ wanted my team to eat (my team)
ian never had shi’, lil n*gga, i was helpless
i went got it, i deserve to be selfish
made somethin’ from nothin’, n*gga
i was broke den a b*tch
momma late on the rent, i went hit me a l!ck
lost everything ‘n it made me sick (ughh)
a n*gga ain’t gave me sh*t (sh*t!)
a lil n*gga play he hit (brrrr)
boy, he broke, he ain’t buy hi’ mom a g6
cutthroat, ent, 4e sh*t (cutthroat)
n*gga know i’m the king of dis street sh*t
somebody catch me, i’m going off the deep end
i’m the real deal, n*gga, no pretend
in the club pourin’ 10s, ion drink hen’
walk in v lot, like how much i’mma spend?
he playin’ me ‘cuz i know he ain’t my friend
they hate how i’m livin’, don’t want me to win
[chorus]
it’s 4e gang ’til the death of me (4e)
big ol’ choppa to the left of me (brrrr)
i earned my stripes like a referee (stripes)
i can’t let no n*gga step on me (no!)
f*ck n*ggas know that it’s up with me (up, up)
if it’s up b*tch you stuck with me (stuck!)
better step up your artillery
scoot up with russian machinery (scoot up)

[verse 2]
i thought that this shi’ was forever (thought)
what made you wake up ‘n just turn on me? (huh?)
i made you, i gave you the game (i made you)
allat shi’ that you know, yea, you learned from me (me!)
that lil n*gga you wit’, he lame (bro)
tryna get back at me, that ain’t hurtin’ me (no)
ian mad at you, girl, all these b*tches leave (ian mad)
that jus’ show me what we had wasn’t worth a thing
ain’t no heart in my chest, it’s a case of lean (no heart)
back then i was broke, she left me on seen (ye)
now i made her face, maybelline
she ask for some cash, i’m like, “baby, please”
my trap house is jump, trampoline (jump!)
i got all these racks from servin’ fiends
so, i’d be a dummy to give you my money
if i go to jail you won’t wait on me (never)
if i go to jail tomorrow, could i pick up ‘n call you lil ho’?
i don’t think so (uh*uh)
so ian got shi for none of you b*tches
all i really want is a deepthroat (ughh)
i came up too quick
these n*ggas be hatin’
they think that i found me a cheat code (mad)
we don’t do no lackin’, ain’t goin’ for jack
‘n you try me, i’m up in my heat, ho’ (brrrr)
empty the clip ‘n reload (hit ’em up)
brick on my neck, a kilo
i got ’em sick, chemo (sick)
give me that chain, deebo (give it up)
push up on ’em, serve a pack
‘n we take it right back
what you call that? repo (repo)
he say he want smoke
we bring it right to the do’
shoot ‘im right through the peephole
i’m number one, you a zero (one)
good dope jumpin’ out the gym, call it dero (hey)
trap house rollin’ up dope don’t close
got a white ho’ cookin’ up dope, no clothes
i just sold the baby brudda ‘n ’em a zip
issa a one*time thing, told ’em come ‘n get a bump (thing)
f*ck at the spot, you ain’t come in to scope (f*ck!)
give a f*ck who is, n*gga, it’s time to go
[chorus]
it’s 4e gang ’til the death of me (4e)
big ol’ choppa to the left of me (brrrr)
i earned my stripes like a referee (stripes)
i can’t let no n*gga step on me (no!)
f*ck n*ggas know that it’s up with me (up, up)
if it’s up b*tch you stuck with me (stuck!)
better step up your artillery
scoot up with russian machinery (scoot up)

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