Letra de Doctor - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Huh (NeilOnDaTrack, that's on the track)

Ayy, R.I.P. Hamp, nigga

You know you what it is, I'm a real 38 Baby

You hear me? What y'all want?

Believe that

The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same (Same)

He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way

In his eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs

He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain

Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems?

We solve 'em with them choppas

Better be careful what you sayin'

If you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?

We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans (Bitch)

I'ma tell you like this, bitch, how I'm supposed to (Supposed to)

Now my bros wanna show you (Believe that)

Huh, you made a song, now what's that's gon' do? (Huh?)

How would you feel if a nigga tried to ho you? (What you do?)

I'ma tell you what I'm gon' do, I'ma put this pistol on you

Leave you stretched how they was 'posed to

You mouthin' like them hoes do, I bust your dome, nigga

It's wicked, on that fuck shit, you gon' get it, boy, I wrong niggas

I'm the sickest, he want smoke?

I clear the business, make it known, nigga

Put your ass to rest outside this fuckin' club, like it's your home nigga

Facts, you act bad, we on your ass, we get you gone, nigga

Slatt, I say "Blatt," they blow the strap, you hit the ground, nigga

Hold on now (Brr, boom, bow, boom, boom)

Makin' sounds, nigga (Yeah)

Try and everybody die, in the streets, ain't no wrong nigga

The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same

He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way

In his eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs (Oh)

He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain

Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems?

We solve 'em with them choppas (Fah, fah)

Better be careful what you sayin'

If you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?

We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans (Bitch)

Ain't no talkin' back to back, bitch, I'ma show you (Bitch)

And I can put this on Boo

We gon' wet up every block you try to run to

Them choppas get to clappin' when we come through (Clap)

I'ma do some shit that Dump do

We gon' shoot up the whole car and pray we slump you (Brr, boom-boom-boom-boom)

Run down with the strap and knock off his cap, they know it's murder

You claim you a gangster, then catch a body, what you worried for?

Zip up everybody, that's what we hollerin', "It's a purge," for

They stepped on my nigga, that's what the fuck we bendin' curbs for (The fuck we bendin' curbs—)

The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same (Ooh, same)

He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way

In his eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs

He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain

Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems?

We solve 'em with them choppas (Oh, yeah)

Better be careful what you sayin'

If you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?

We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans

Yeah, you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?

We send shit to the doctor, oh, yeah

Know what you sayin?

Nothin' 'bout us, don dada

Yeah, kill you and your mans

Huh? (Yeah, 4K Trey)

(NeilOnDaTrack, that's on the track)

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