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lirik lagu #freejubanga – young slo-be

[intro: ju banga]
([?] bone)
you ain’t no stepper from your section, boy
i ain’t beefing on the gram ’cause i ain’t getting booked with n*ggas

[chorus: ju banga]
you ain’t no stepper from your section, boy, stop with all that woofing, n*gga (boy)
five*sevens hit him in his chest, said he’ll cook a n*gga (ayy, ayy)
i ain’t beefing on the gram ’cause i ain’t getting booked with n*ggas
sorry for the wait, down the road 12 took a n*gga ([?] bone)
[verse 1: ju banga]
n*ggas woofing on my name, tell them n*ggas step then
thirty in the 23, b*tch, twenty in the fn
[?], that’s why i ain’t get the job done
don’t put a k behind my hood, b*tch, if you ain’t drop nothing
n*ggas talking tough on me, dog ain’t never stepped through
treat thesе lil n*ggas like my sons, they need a step stool
banging to thе rescue, call me when you need me, n*gga
walkups what i do, on my mama, this sh*t easy, n*gga ([?] bone, ayy, ayy)
12 hit me down the road, you ain’t never did a bid
pop it like a firework then pull up where your mama live
drakies, yeah, all kind of sh*t, we stop by them b*tches too
n*ggas keep my name inside they mouth but ain’t did sh*t to ju
[?] nightingale, catch me on them backstreets
last n*gga i tried to run up on, he was a athlete
i don’t do the show and tell, c*ck it back and clap [?]
can’t name a time i ever froze, dead homies, ask [?] ([?] bone)
glock 20 ten milli, knock a sucker head off
n*ggas change, b*tches fold, can’t believe i fed y’all (gang)
run it up until i can’t like something took my legs off
don’t f*ck with me, then f*ck it, n*gga, slide and drop that lead off

[chorus: ju banga]
you ain’t no stepper from your section, boy, stop with all that woofing, n*gga (stop with all that woofing, n*gga)
five*sevens hit him in his chest, said he’ll cook a n*gga
i ain’t beefing on the gram ’cause i ain’t getting booked with n*ggas (ayy)
sorry for the wait, down the road 12 took a n*gga ([?] bone, ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: young slo*be]
nah, we ain’t beefing on the gram and getting booked with n*ggas
free [?], that’s my chef, he really cook with n*ggas (free the thugs, n*gga)
heard dog got hit up in his sh*t and still ain’t took a n*gga (what?)
bounce out the load, do my dance and get tricky, n*gga
nah, we ain’t beefing on the gram and getting booked with n*ggas
free [?], that’s my chef, he really cook with n*ggas (free the thugs, n*gga)
heard dog got hit up in his sh*t and still ain’t took a n*gga (what?)
bounce out the load, do my dance and get tricky, n*gga
posted up on nightingale looking like a light pole ([?] sh*t, n*gga)
when it’s time to slide you don’t abuse, why you got pole? (why you got that?)
skeam in the cut, all i say is “ready, set, go”
nice tackle, we the saints, we play for the dome
catch him on them backstreets, do a opp like ricky, n*gga
ayy, that’s my g*unit, boy, don’t touch that fifty, n*gga (don’t touch that fifty, n*gga)
ayy, ju, remember when we dropped off that fifty, n*gga?
ayy, ayy, on 21, we’ll get at any n*ggas

[chorus: ju banga & young slo*be]
you ain’t no stepper from your section, boy, stop with all that woofing, n*gga (stop with all that woofing, n*gga)
five*sevens hit him in his chest, said he’ll cook a n*gga
i ain’t beefing on the gram ’cause i ain’t getting booked with n*ggas (ayy)
sorry for the wait, down the road 12 took a n*gga (, free the thugs, n*gga)

- young slo be

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