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mad max - yung threat & baby jamo lyrics

[intro: yung threat]
i’m yung threat the war vet man
real deal doa real young belt boy
free the men long live the men
alright then, [?], free them doa youngings man (this is petro gang)

[chorus: yung threat]
i got them k!llers in the city in a headlock (huncho)
got bodies like max so i’m growing out dreadlocks
if i come on your rip that’s something you can’t stop
me earz and double in the same car
ain’t no regular rapper i use different bars
i’m running the city i’m the youngest in charge
they telling you different i’m spinning their block
i go with that p whеn i’m f*cking up top
them n*ggas be tipping they talk to thе cops
i’m standing on law, go over the jail and i’m breaking your jaw
ha, you know i’m capping
[?] sock and a drac’ and i’m active
for q and lil’ ahk i’m getting it cracking
i’m a real yung belt boy one of the cappers
put sh*t on the opps coming out [?]

[verse 1: yung threat]
go ask the men ’bout them drills i ain’t capping
[?] really happen
me and [?] bumping that piece out the side
young n*gga geeking tryna hop out the ride
over top of the car tryna make sure he die
put him down to the ground he was lacking
don’t be bumping that switch i ain’t capping
[?] (huh?)
[verse 2: baby jamo]
(alright, let’s go)
(hey, hey free them doa youngings man)
(hey woah, hey free lil’ o free savage free wardy free giz n*gga)
(free sd, man)
tell ’em [?] me and [?] tryna go tryna jack us a car
n*gga i been jhi like bending i ain’t got no excuses ain’t got on no box
riding with threat and we f*cked up [?]
i be working that drac’ on my hip it’s a glock
up in that car and i’m riding with [?] free lil’ rackz going “bah*bah*bah*bah*bah!”
spin in that car and i’m [?] i’m pressing this b*tton way more than [?]
spin on their block with what? n*gga with what? n*gga this a motherf*cking favor
they’re throwing their flag now we turned them tables
better not fall on the ground when i motherf*cking chase you
hop out the car i be banging that stick and i’m working this b*tch and this b*tch jhi hitting (this is petro gang)
back when i was a younging i was working that glock now i’m working that drac’, it ain’t got no kick (huncho)
n*gga you listen to paint—? man them painters? n*gga they shoot them bricks
a lil’*ass younging told his mother we was [?] calling my phone [?]
she know i ain’t playing she know i’ma get him i be standing on law i be standing on business
what the f*ck this world coming to? n*ggas faking their death
yeah them foxes would’ve got the drop your ass would’ve been left
you could ask about buddy his ass got stretched
you could ask about [?] that sh*t got [?]
the way they left his face, he got pinned, man they couldn’t [?]

[chorus: yung threat]
i got them k!llers in the city in a headlock (huncho)
got bodies like max so i’m growing out dreadlocks
if i come on your rip that’s something you can’t stop
me earz and double in the same car
ain’t no regular rapper i use different bars
i’m running the city i’m the youngest in charge
they telling you different i’m spinning their block
i go with that p when i’m f*cking up top
them n*ggas be tipping they talk to the cops
i’m standing on law, go over the jail and i’m breaking your jaw
ha, you know i’m capping
[?] sock and a drac’ and i’m active
for q and lil’ ahk i’m getting it cracking
i’m a real yung belt boy one of the cappers
put sh*t on the opps coming out [?]
[outro]
(huncho)

- yung threat baby jamo lyrics

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