CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : All Y’all

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Huh, yeah, woah
Ayy, you know I like to have fun I like to take em back on that old school sh*t
Yeah, look

Money talking like they my baby
Seeing these brand-new faces had shootouts in different places
Shottas talk overrated that money come different phrases
Yeah yeah, heard these n***as want some smoke with them babies
Bullet exit his dome, come in contact with the others
My homie died from that fire for a fact man I lovе him
We cannot throw no white flags I made that choicе so I’m thuggin
Don’t give a f**k cause when it’s up I drop that bag for to bust him
These n***as pu**y all y’all jewellery gla** man
Man that sh*t won’t blind a n***a when he shoot ain’t missing
And all that sh*t they rap about ain’t feeling
I learnt how to read a n***a sitting penitentiary
Post in them trenches on the the most dangerous block in the Wraith
Up on a n***a with the Glock that I just bought out the 8
Approaches talking out his top we shoot him dead in his face
We all did time I can’t rewind I did some months in that cage
Too many guns they counting nine the police came did a raid
They took 10 thousand of the money my big brother had saved
Never got caught for selling drugs but violate thirty days
When Ben got caught ain’t say a thing I had to give him a raise
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
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We killing all y’all
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
We killing all y’all