Corrección Letra It’s Official par Young Nudy

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But you ain't, lil' b*t*h
Hahaha
I know

Red, red, on 50
Blue jean G-Star skinny
And the 30 pokin' out my pocket
Ooh, that b*t*h stay wit' me
And I keep a big ass blunt in my mouth
Know I stay [?]
In that car trailin' behind a n***a filled up with them stickies
Know my goons like my shuttle
When I move, they move
When you havin' money, know you gotta load up all your troops
Know I got a arson for whoever want that smoke with the broom
And I pull a arson on these n***as
I'll blow your sh*t up too

Trap house, in the trap
Trap house, ooh (Trap house)
Trap house, trap
Trap house, ooh (Trap house)

Shawty havin' money, shawty havin' work
Shawty got the Glock, shawty got the beam (Yeah)
Shawty run the streets, shawty want beef
Pull up on a n***a, eat the whole street
pu**y n***as say they wanna squash it now
pu**y n***a, not me (Nah)
You n***as either gonna turn him in or I'ma spray the whole team
n***a, you know how I beef (Yeah)
I'ma make sure nobody get no sleep
I'm from Paradise East (Yeah)
Real CTB, real MOB (Gang, gang, gang)
Money, more b*t*hes for me
I remember I was havin' pistols way before you n***as ever thought about packin' pistols (Yeah)
all my n***as jumped off the porch
n***a, know that I'm wit' 'em (Yeah)
We was robbin' n***as in apartments
Young n***a, we were little (Yeah)
1415 High-Point, n***a, that was my pistol (Yessir)
Got a lil' older now, I got my stick on my shoulder (Boom)
That n***a say he want smoke with me
Know I'm gonna show 'em (Know I'm gon' show 'em)
Know I'm gonna roll 'em (Yeah)
Know I'm gonna put him up in the sky (Put him up in the sky)
Know I like that blue
If it ain't my money, it's a disguise, yeah (Uh-huh, yeah)

Red, red, on 50
Blue jean G-Star skinny
And the 30 pokin' out my pocket
Ooh, that b*t*h stay wit' me
And I keep a big ass blunt in my mouth
Know I stay [?]
In that car trailin' behind a n***a filled up with them stickies
Know my goons like my shuttle
When I move, they move
When you havin' money, know you gotta load up all your troops
Know I got a arson for whoever want that smoke with the broom
And I pull a arson on these n***as
I'll blow your sh*t up too

This official, hollow tips'll make you cripple
Runtz got me geeked up
I'm in the stars like big dipper (I'm geeked up)
I see you throwin' up gang, but n***as really not official (You not officials)
Shelf him out with the pistol
Carbon shoot like a missile, n***a
I ain't like the [?] I like the static (I like the static)
I see right through these n***as
Yeah, these n***as panoramic (I see right through you n***as)
These diamonds came from Elliott
Got me drownin', Titanic (They got me drownin', n***a)
everything I do is gigantic (I'm goin' big, ho)
Put me on the move, I swear to God I ain't gon' panic (I'ma hit the move, n***a)
Uh, I was in the streets every day 'cause we ain't have no light ([?])
All I gotta do is point and they'll shoot up your candlelight (They shootin', yeah)
Everybody 'round me tote a gun, n***a, we ain't gotta fight (Ayy, we ain't gotta fight)

Red, red, on 50
Blue jean G-Star skinny
And the 30 pokin' out my pocket
Ooh, that b*t*h stay wit' me
And I keep a big ass blunt in my mouth
Know I stay [?]
In that car trailin' behind a n***a filled up with them stickies
Know my goons like my shuttle
When I move, they move
When you havin' money, know you gotta load up all your troops
Know I got a arson for whoever want that smoke with the broom
And I pull a arson on these n***as
I'll blow your sh*t up too

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