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52mobb - fyb lyrics

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[intro: trouble kidd]

ey, five two
ey, will, this sh+t is f+cking cold
look, b+tch ass, f+ck you

[verse 1: trouble kidd]

first off, f+ck your set and the b+tch you claim
five two coming through, when we quick to aim
you claim to be a shooter but you’re just a lame
your own hood talking ’bout you whilst you handing out names
now why you speaking on another man’s glory?
don’t you know ‘lil homie, you got your own story
and why you saying you a k!lla
don’t you know ‘lil homie, everybody a k!lla, hold up
i really got something to say
i’m the only one that made it out the o without the a
i’m the only one that’s ’bout what he say
the only one that was stuck in the same day he got played
[chorus 1: j.me & trouble kidd]

f+ck your gang, f+ck your clique
you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that sh+t
say, f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)
f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)
f+ck your gang, f+ck your clique
you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that sh+t
say, f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)
i said, f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)

[verse 2: krypt]

f+ck your gang and f+ck your clique
got all those guns but you don’t shoot sh+t
police handcuff me, but i already plеad the fifth
police handcuff you, on your brothers you gonna snitch
wе ain’t the same breed, we was mixed in different pots
we came up from nothing, why y’all came up from a lot?
sniffing on some coke that you got from [?]
i sniff on some coke that will go straight to your spot
run up in your lot
then run off with a lot
i really do these things, why you p+ssies cap a lot?
you trynna diss on me but your wife be on my jock
just to let you know, i’m known for not missing shots
[?] up in tha ghetto
if we catch that white slipping we gonna let go
[?] cliqua grande como el mencho
esta vida loco [?]
[chorus 2: j.me & trouble kidd]

f+ck your gang, f+ck your clique
you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that sh+t
say, f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)
f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)
f+ck your gang, f+ck your clique
you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that sh+t
say, f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)
i said, f+ck your b+tch (man f+ck your b+tch)

[outro: trouble kidd & krypt]

let’s go around the block, i heard some lames hit up
man, f+ck they said and f+ck they b+tch
you already know we up one, let’s go
five+two baby
free the mob
b+tch!!!



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