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ysb og - disaster lyrics

[intro]
the name is dumas
og

[chorus]
we been through the struggle, the world is a d-mn disaster
life f-cked up, you can’t even trust your family (f-cked up)
selling pack to these junkies, man i had so many (forreal)
i don’t wanna jugg no moe, but i gotta do
what i gotta do, always stay true
you playing games you a lame, and you fool
better watch your mouth, before this 30 hit your brain too
my n-ggas are savages, piped up shyne boys
got your b-tch tryna eat me up

[verse]
tell her shut the f-ck up, go fish [?]
ion really like makeup, a lotta you n-ggas f-ck as f-ck
tryna merk the young og, you got me f-cked up
young og gettin’ bucks, goth money in the cut
romanelli in the cut, he gone hit your -ss up
all my n-ggas aim for [?], b-tch we got them dirty guns
b-tch we got some dirty drugs, b-tch we of the dirty mud
get my n-ggas out the slum, now my n-ggas did some bumps
ion like to carry 1’s, but i throw em at the club
silly b-tch you was a duck, no i do not wanna f-ck
all that yapping you a duck, b-tch shut the f-ck up
had to run off on the plug, cause that n-gga was a scrub

[verse 2]
tell that n-gga back up, before he catch a couple slugs
boy i’m not the one to play with, i’m not one of these punks
n-gga go play with your kids or your bills b-tch
before you get hit b-tch, 30 in a stick
free my n-ggas out the chain gang, i miss my n-ggas mane
sh-t ain’t the same, trapping [?] smoking propane
blow a n-gga top off if he ever talk down on the gang
long live all the kings, long live all the queens
twenty eighteen, all my n-ggas k!lling everything
i just f-cked yo b-tch, and you just gave her a wedding ring
n-ggas think they supreme, so i hit em with the lemon squeeze
make his mouth drop to his knees, watch his body bleed
n-ggas ain’t better than we, n-ggas ain’t f-cking with me
forreal

- ysb og lyrics

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