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young sam - yoka (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1: young sam]
see i be riding with that chopper, yeah that’s my buddy b-tch;
blood gang bullets, shoot you till’ you’re bl–dy b-tch;
snitches get stiches, so keep your mouth zipped;
s.o.d b-tch, that’s who i’m f-cking with ‘leggo’
chopper lay you down, to the ground, hundred rounds;
keep a pound of that kush, throw away that bobby brown;
i be smoking like jamaicans, eyes looking asian;
middle finger up high, f-ck you if you hating;
quit debating on your future, i’mma have to come and change it;
shoot your head up off your shoulders, now it’s time for new arrangements;
keep that forty on my hip, shoot a n-gga til’ he plankin;
saying he’s the sh-t, shoot him up, now he’s stinking yup;
b-tch i’m so so tatted up, keep that nine don’t add it up;
subtract this like that n-gga dead, two to the chest, one to the head;
i done came in the game from the bottom;
lookin for the top n-gga then i finally got em’, now a n-gga on can’t tell me sh-t;
chain so cold sh-t and my wrist [hahh], switch flow up but i still put it down;
and i ride around town with a straight and a pound, any n-gga want beef;
better hide in a bush, cuz they about to get smoked, like this kush;
blow them trees, like a breeze, get it free, spend no cheese;
got a bad b-tch grow all my weed, six gram blunt, all i need;
[hahh] then i’m on another planet, p-ss that mocha like i’m spanish;
i said i’m on another planet, p-ss that mocha like i’m spanish b-tch;
[yoka honax5] i’m in the motherf-cking building ho;

- young sam lyrics

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