Corrección Letra Up The Glock par P Yungin

Featuring(s) : Youngboy Never Broke Again

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Letra

I'm from that Plaq, I go by P Yungin, you know what it is
Bitch nigga try something with my gang and we gon' blow at his kids
I had some snakes up in my circle so you know what I did
Shit, COS the gang, that's what I claim, so nigga, f*ck who you is
If it's a problem, bitch, you might wan' solve it
Punish him, I'm all the way to the top, no, I ain't never falling
All my niggas, they balling
f*ck your bitch then I have her calling
Bust him up, have his people talking
Leave a hole in his head like a dolphin
Nigga, f*ck that bar, I want him in a coffin

[P Yungin]
Nigga, f*ck that bar, I want him in a coffin
Just for that talking, we pull up and off him
I send my youngins, they pull up like vultures
f*ck on your bitch and I call her the bomb
Hold on bitch, don't turn me down, 'cause when I catch you, I'ma leave you dead
All these niggas, they be speaking on thе gang, but they ain't yet
We swеrved on him and I bet that p*ssy bitch couldn't see his head
The way the beat bassing up on a song'll f*ck a nigga bad
Favorite color red and I'll leave a nigga dead
I'll never trust a bitch even if she give me some head
James Harden in the Glock, GG will bust a nigga face
You better not get up out of place
4KTrey aiming at his face
Well f*ck it, aim it at his base
These niggas talking, we don't play

[Youngboy Never Broke Again]

It's code red, Top say slime gon' leave him dead
Hop out and spray it, gon' be taking off his head
We gon' let him talk, that p*ssy boy just laying his bed
Get his fingerprint to identify him, that's what they said
Cold case, I can't let 'em slide, I gotta kill 'em what my soul say
Riding inside that Wraith just like a villain, I'm like who wan' play?
This 4KTrey, we put guns to face, ain't nobody safe
For indictment sakes, make sure he erased, bro'nem clean the plate

[Youngboy Never Broke Again & P Yungin]
Went up right to that plate, they be stepping
Pull up on him, I hit him with the Weston
Got a Glock and a stick in a Chevy
f*ck that boy, I'ma pop at his melon
We be all around the board
Every night, I'ma sleep with that sword
Throw it, leave that beef inside the streets, you know I tote
All these niggas, they be talking bringing pressure and we force it
Torture, bring that bitch down, nigga know I'm for it
Big extensions, reach him from a distance, no extension cords
Bullets flying 'round the club, and them bitches, they coming towards

[P Yungin]
Yeah, bitch, we'll f*ck over any nigga that come around
You know what it is, you heard me
Big 38, you heard me
4KTrey COS shit
All these niggas, they be talking, these niggas ain't cut
You hear me, I'm like that, I'll bust you up

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