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the deadly youngan – get back lyrics

[chorus]
ay d+mn come get yo get back
talking on the net gone leave you slumped or get yo sh+t smacked
caught that n+gga lacking we ran down and made his sh+t splat
you worried bout the youngan the f+ck n+gga come get yo b+tch back
d+mn talk crazy you get b+tch slapped
pull up in a ski and my ar k!ll you in pitch black
talm bout a scat pack b+tch vest up before you be a pack
talm bout you a k!ller go to the graveyard and tell yo mama that

[verse]
b+tch i just dropped the lo n+gga come pull up b+tch
b+tch you gone f+cking die cause b+tch im on that dumb sh+t
dead b+tch its a homicide left his brains inside a ditch
p+ssy make yo mama cry k!ll you if you play with this
b+tch stay in yo f+cking place you gone f+cking die causе you in the mix
k!ll a n+gga then go ghost put him in the box likе im roddy ricch
f+ck n+gga wanna diss on gang we pulled up now he dont exist
f+ck n+gga better duck low cause like my music i dont miss
b+tch f+ck you thought b+tch
b+tch get out and walk b+tch
b+tch yo ass in chalk b+tch
since you wanna stalk b+tch
b+tch im on all ten
b+tch gone make yo block bend
b+tch gone shoot the neighbors crib
dont give a f+ck what house you in
if we miss n+gga f+ck it we gone spin again
then we gone spin a benz we gone spin again like spinabenz
that lil b+tch exotic 50 cent b+tch we k!lled many men
got put on by who n+gga made it out with no pad or pen
know we riding with some soldiers n+gga
the real biker caught that n+gga now its over n+gga
heard leeke speaking on my name
hopped out in a rover n+gga
drive down the street empty the clip sip a four leaf clover n+gga
no gta but life rigged heard his mans died like mine did
his homie got shot like his kid yall playing off a broke bid
shoot yo legs off and cut off yo feet heard ralo dissing now he in the street
jason a real shooter but he wasn’t me caught amari boys put they ass to sleep
[chorus]
ay d+mn come get yo get back
talking on the net gone leave you slumped or get yo sh+t smacked
caught that n+gga lacking we ran down and made his sh+t splat
you worried bout the youngan the f+ck n+gga come get yo b+tch back
d+mn talk crazy you get b+tch slapped
pull up in a ski and my ar k!ll you in pitch black
talm bout a scat pack b+tch vest up before you be a pack
talm bout you a k!ller go to the graveyard and tell yo mama that

- the deadly youngan lyrics

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