Lud Foe ft. Cago Leek - YSN 2 [Prod. By KidWond3rBeatz]

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  • Lud Foe ft. Cago Leek - YSN 2 Lud Foe ft. Cago Leek - YSN 2 Lud Foe ft. Cago Leek - YSN 2 Lud Foe ft. Cago Leek - YSN 2 Lud Foe ft. Cago Leek - YSN part 2 lyrcs:
    Gang
    Gang
    Bitch, (KidWond3r You Made This Beat Dang)
    Aye
    You know how im rockin bitch
    Get yo guns up, get yo funds up
    You on that opp shit, get mop stick bitch (gang)
    [Verse 1: Lud Foe]
    Aye
    We pull up on the op side, shots fired
    We got rugers and Fn's, bitch dont let me fuck
    I fuck her bestfriend
    We do drive-by's, Hit all y'all
    We do walk ups and pop ups, Whole lot of shots when this Glock bust
    Duck nigga, you fuck nigga, Put these hollows in yo ass
    We ain't playin with no wanna be tough nigga
    Bankrolls, yeah my trues, they be stuff with em
    And I ain't lettin not a fuck nigga, try to fuck wit em
    Fuck a ski mask, cause ion need it
    I go bare face, they make me change the murder rate
    Foenem be beating murder case
    Cause ima pull up, with a forgi on a straight 8
    We got macs for days, fuck i look like totin a 38
    We gang bang and i hope you on the same thang
    We hit yo fee fee and shoot it up, nigga gang gang
    Who is this fuck nigga with his hat broke off
    Im rollin off the ecstasy, its hard for me to maintain
    Fuck the feds, free all of my niggas out the chain gang
    I was in the trap gettin head from yo main thang
    Fuck a red laser, we got choppas with green beams
    I stomped a nigga out, still got blood on my shoe string
    Run up in yo house, i need all of that lose change
    Niggas run they mouth, they just talk, they be fu gang
    We can shoot it out, this tec spit out blue flames
    Trynna get some fame, lose yo life in this rap game
    [Hook]
    Yeah im still same young outwest nigga
    You rock with the opps, then you gone die with em
    Im posted onna block , with a big 4 nickel
    The police on my ass, they trynna take my picture
    Bitch I live the life of a young street nigga
    We live by the code and we fuck these bitches
    I fucked a check up, im gucci, went to sleep in linen
    Extended clip in this Uzi, I can't help but hit ya
    (Gang Gang)(Cago Leek) x2
    [Verse 2: Cago Leek]
    Ion trust a lot of niggas, a lot of niggas
    They gone tell tell, but ima get this money
    Free my niggas out that cell cell, Fuck nigga
    Don't get sent off like some damn mail
    Thinkin that im sweet, fill his head with some damn shells
    Lud foe, when you see them niggas we gone jump out
    Riding shotgun so, you know i brought the pump out
    Stalk a nigga crib, ima stand till he come out
    Niggas totin 30's, So Lil Pablo brought the drum out
    I got a phone call, i heard Lud Foe in that jam jam
    Bitch im gone get em, ion care bout what the bail is
    Broke niggas yall not really in the field fam
    You say you a shooter but yo ass dont shoot to kill kill
    I know some hot heads, they be smokin niggas like some pot heads, bitches keep tellin me bout what the opps said
    Growing up, i can tell you bout what that block did
    10 on that d, that turned me into a block head
    [ Verse 3: Lud Foe]
    You ain't from around here, you get found here
    Boy you lackin, you see that fire bullets burst out that mac like a dragon
    Im from out west where we tote tecs its a habit
    Shes a hot bitch, make her top shit while im driving
    You on that opp shit you get mob stick boy we sliding
    You not a drilla, not a killa, you not a savage
    Stalked up gorillas for them junkies bitch im trappin
    Out the bando, drapped in Dolce, and Gabbana
    Money in the shoe box, loaded guns in the mattress
    I only fuck foreign thots , ain't none of my bitches average
    I went to sleep with two hoes, i woke up in a mansion
    Ridin round with two poles, you know whats finna happen
    Im ridin with my strap and you danglin, danglin
    He ion know how foenem be bangin, bangin
    They gone see how yo brains be hangin, hangin
    Bitch im Boochie Gang, I ain't changin changin
    Dont test yo luck, fuck with us yous a dead man
    We dont give a fuck we pull up killin everything
    Bitch we gone slide, and i put that on everything
    Leave bodies outside we shoot bitches and everything
    [Bridge]
    I fell of in the club with some thugs got my semi tucked
    Yo bitch trynna fuck for my guwop, she a silly duck
    Pull up on yo block, foenem hangin out off that henny [?]
    Why you sellin dope? bitch i gotta get this money up

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