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YRB4X
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Stunna 4 Vegas
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I swear (Yo), mob I swear, I swear Ayy, mob (Brio got these 808s kickin' in a hundred trucks) I swear (Uh) Yeah, YRB and 4X, lil' n***a, that's the same thing (Same thing) Redeyes and Trackhawks, lil' n***a, we switchin' lanes I-I-I'ma make a hundred bands soon as my b*t*h get off the plane You can cut my tongue out my mouth before I say a name (I say) You can get hit in your face, you reach for my chain (That's on gang) You ain't spin, ain't tryna hear a n***a screamin', "Gang gang" (Gang, gang) Drop top, bad b*t*h, make her eat the d**k and I don't know her name (I don't know her name) Yeah, you can catch a headshot, n***a, better usе your brain (Better use your brain) Look, I don't carе who you rockin' with, n***a, f**k your stain (Blatt, blatt) Ayy (Ayy), swear to God a n***a put in pain (Swear to God I put in pain) Uh, yeah, YRB, 4X, b*t*h, it's the same thing (B*t*h, it's the same thing) Ayy, b*t*h, you ain't no stepper, then you can't hang (Ayy) Say, "He don't get the picture, knock him out the frame" (B*t*h, ayy) Ayy, got caught lackin' in the whip, n***a should've changed lanes (Blatt, blatt) Ayy, last pack got caught time for a new main F**k that, another spot, I gotta catch me another box (I swear) See, I run in your sh*t like I'm goin' in-off (I swear) Ayy, I'll send you a pack, just send the addy Baby, I'm finessin' you if I don't send a tracker That pack come and make sure you answer I'm the trap God, I ain't no f**kin' rapper I'm the one that make the packs go Casper I'm the one that bust it out that wrapper Then sell that sh*t to your favorite rapper Yeah, YRB and 4X, lil' n***a, that's the same thing (Same thing) Redeyes and Trackhawks, lil' n***a, we switchin' lanes I-I-I'ma make a hundred bands soon as my b*t*h get off the plane (Uh-huh) You can cut my tongue out my mouth before I say a name Uh, YRB and 4X, lil' n***a, that's the same sh*t (The folks) Crunch time or die, we ain't them n***as to be played with (Let's go) Stay clutchin' on my fire at any moment, I'll let this K stick (Boom, boom, boom) Every n***a with me keep one up top and they gon' flock, I ain't gotta pay sh*t (Boom, boom, boom) Gang gang (Gang), you ain't spin you with us, then you can't hang, b*t*h (Blatt, blatt) Burner turns up the 'Cat (Vroom), hop in the 'Vette, then do the same sh*t (Come on) Uh, I bring them killers to the show, we all got poles and got the stage lit (Grrt) N***a reachin' for my chain, b*t*h, that's a no, he get his brain split ('Cause that's a nah) N***a get his face hit, the city know we dangerous (Nah, come on) We shoot a n***a like a movie like we caught him from all angles (Come on) Ayy, I be sippin' all this syrup, I could've signed a deal with Maple (Uh, uh) She tryna f**k a young rich Blood (Uh), she know it's millions on the table (Uh, uh, Ms) Put an end on the side of the stick, so when you shoot, it catch them cases Uh, I smut her out and give her d**k, then send her through the gangers (Ah ha) I holler, "F**k the laws and free all of my members out them cages" We strapped up in the club, crackin' fours and twistin' up our fingers (Grrt, grrt) Yeah, YRB and 4X, lil' n***a, that's the same thing Redeyes and Trackhawks, lil' n***a, we switchin' lanes I-I-I'ma make a hundred bands soon as my b*t*h get off the plane You can cut my tongue out my mouth before I say a name We ain't go against the grain F**k this sh*t, I put this on my pain Bust a n***a brain if he go against the grain Mm, mm-mm, mm, before he snatch your chain
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