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yung-rare - fuck yung rare lyrics

intro:
aye, aye, aha!
aye, aha!
aye, aha!
aye, aye!

chorus:
f+ck rare, that n+gga a b+tch
i heard he got arrested for some crazy sh+t
i’ma beat bro ass that’s on my kids n+gga
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
f+ck rare, that n+gga a b+tch
i heard he got arrested for some crazy sh+t
i’ma beat bro ass that’s on my kids n+gga
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

verse 1:
i just want to scream over beats, my n+gga
i don’t care about no beef or no tweets, my n+gga
steady the pole, and ready to go
blow heavy at his head and he roll
he dead+y for sure

verse 2:
“he sound like this”
my n+gga i sound like me
and if thеse p+ssies want problems i can dеliver for free
so we gon stretch em for nothing and leave him dead in the street
can’t even wear a f+cking beanie n+ggas say i’m zillakami
n+ggas b+tch+b+tch+b+tch
they fifteen talking bout, 666
they even catch him whipping up a, brick+brick+brick
how you never had a single speeding ticket, but you mad tekashi snitched?
verse 3:
i wasn’t born in the hood, i adapted to sh+t
kick a n+gga in the throat till he coughing ‘n sh+t
you walk like a b+tch
i move around and carry a bl!ck
i’m a felon and i still blood walk with a stick

- yung rare lyrics

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