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my young krew - ugliestrapperalive lyrics

[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

- ugliestrapperalive lyrics

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