Luyện nghe bài hát Freddy Krueger

[Intro: YNW
Coolin' in the cut with my
Thirty clip, hanging out a
And I got a clique of shooters
And I'm in your Freddy Krueger
Fucking my niggas bet they do ya

YNW Melly]
Coolin' in the cut with my
Thirty clip, out a Ruger
And I'm in dreams Freddy Krueger
Don't fuck with me, my niggas will do ya
My young will do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
hallelujah (Screaming)
She on her knees and shes screaming

1: Tee Grizzley]
Posted in that with that draco
We through boolin, places niggas can't go
Trust my nigga, Melly, let thang go (Bow bow)
These rap pussy, where'd your chain go?
The spots in I supply them
I'm talking I'm a buy em'
Can't cook but I'm fry him
My advice, don't by him
50 round clip go big on the K
Niggas talk on the gram everyday
See the with me like I got a kid on the way
Fuck that, lets see if he can talk shit in the
Don't come over here tryna (Don't do it)
You get all that shit took (Gimmie that!)
to get sauce from the west
Shooter to the get it cooked
through Friday I'm booked
90 on the how it look?
Still pull a kick door
Drop everybody in the house, John (Bow)

[Chorus: YNW
in the cut with my shooters
Thirty clip, out a Ruger
And I'm in your Freddy Krueger
Don't fuck with me, my young will do ya
My young niggas do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
hallelujah (Screaming)
She on her knees and shes screaming

Ay, hold the up, man
Ayy, hold up man, the beat, man, hold up

[Verse 2: YNW
Free my nigga D, he caught a
Bitch, I'm booted in the cut I'm Scotty
my nigga, free my nigga, yeah he good
And I got a mystery ouu
In a van with a stick my dog, scooby doo
And that bitch gon' slurp that just like a flurry
And my diamonds VVS, they ain't
I just signed a deal with the man
And they sayin', that's (No)
Boy don't listen to them critics
They make me and Grizzley catch a body
I be rolling, I be sober
So, my house got put inside for blosure
I'm a blood so you now means for closer
Don't fuck with us, them Detroit niggas you over
That pussy mushy, gushy, like some yogurt
I up the Glock and leave your ass like you did yoga
I don't want no pressure hell no my slime gon' snipe you
Where we at we [?]
your bitch from the back and hit my dougie (Yeah yeah)
I am not your boyfriend bitch, your just my (Just my buddy)
And a nigga know [?] get kid kid cudi

[Chorus: YNW
in the cut with my shooters
Thirty clip, out a ruger
And I'm in your dreams Freddy
Don't fuck with me, my young niggas do ya
My young niggas do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
hallelujah (Screaming)
She on her knees and shes hallelujah