Luyện nghe bài hát Freddy Krueger

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

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

[Verse 1: Tee
Posted in that with that draco
We come boolin, places niggas can't go
Trust my nigga, Melly, let that go (Bow bow)
These rap niggas pussy, where'd your go?
The spots in I supply them
I'm loud I'm a buy em'
Can't cook but I'm fry him
My advice, stand by him
50 round chopper go big on the K
Niggas talk crazy on the gram
See the stick me like I got a kid on the way
that, lets see if he can talk shit in the grave
Don't come over tryna flex (Don't do it)
You gonna get all shit took (Gimmie that!)
Used to get from the west
to the east get it cooked
Monday through Friday I'm
90 on the scaley how it
Still pull a kick quick
Drop everybody in the house, John (Bow)

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

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

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

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