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no hand outs - go yayo lyrics

[intro]
no stunt
if i ever lie n*gga, cut my tongue out
4e, aye

[hook:]
i caught a felony at an early age i was living to fast
tell me what you would do if you were down to your last (aye)
broke down doing bad (aye)
better go get a bag
better go get your gloves and your mask
b*tch i’m king of the murder you know ima k!ll sum yidn’t even gotta ask, aye
but i leave that life in my past, i’m gone ain’t no more looking back
come get your hoe she blow me like a sax
my youngins on go they don’t know no relax
if i say they word they gone go attack
grdrd brat shots at his back
before they play me p*ssy ima see that
f*ck a platinum plaque b*tch i’m sellin black
yuhhh

[verse:]
i finally made it out now i can’t look back
all you opps broke p*ssy n*gga thats fact
plug sell the pack n*gga know we took that
that n*gga fell off still ain’t shook back
heard he died with a strap couldn’t even shoot back
no love for the opps hope they all get whacked
i had a heart the streets turned that sh*t black
i ain’t had no job b*tch i had to sell crack
i was youngin slinging sticks like a lumber jack
big ol choppa make him hop like a jumping jack
i was 15 on the grove with a bunch of crack
trap like were miccy dees i’m servin with big macs
step on they necks i ain’t cuttin no slack
free tt they hit they hit my boy with the mac
corn poppy coming home he on his way back
these n*ggas ain’t tough they just gangster on tracks
rap n*gga p*ssy and he gon’ get a whack
f*cking his b*tch and i pull out a track
i know she only want me just cause i rap
so as soon as i’m done ima kick that b*tch out
king of the streets made it right from that south
f*ck n*gga hate keep my d*ck in his mouth
pop out, rock out scoot up, push up and show out
i done turned your niece’s house to a dope house
so many pounds in this b*tch like a grow house
taped a brick to your b*tch sent that hoe on the greyhound
hood fame 4e b*tch it’s get down or lay down
go ask around b*tch i’m the man in my town
silence on the glizzy b*tch make no sound
super trapper people thinking i’m fair bound
used to be broke but b*tch i got bread now
rap ass n*gga hit my city get ran out
i say the word in the city you banned now
he came to the d now there’s shots in his van now
ima star momma said i would stand out
p*ssy n*gga boy you broke with your hand outs

- go yayo lyrics

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