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letra de whole gang buss - 42 dugg

[intro: 42 dugg]
sh-t been crazy for us
still gettin’ to it
turn sh-t up with the music

[chorus: 42 cheez]
whole gang bust
ain’t a lot of hoes we gon’ l-st
’cause it’s a lot hoes we done f-cked
blow this d-ck on a hutch
come through, sh-ttin’ like russ
plus i keep an arm like muss
big b-tch, i’m a star
see the plain flip on a car
f-ckin’ with this b-tch in a bar
send a blitz on a var
bet he won’t get to tomorrow
send a n-gga sh-t up to mars
[verse 1: meet the reaper]
all i need is car, i’ll spin that b-tch ’til tomorrow
know i got my hands in the dog, i ain’t never did fraud
he got the address, switch the car
how you wanna k!ll your own partner?
i don’t need no bars
this wockesha not par
pull over, f-ck her in the car
this a cat, not a track
i done lost it all, then got it back
doggy tellin’ me rerack

[verse 2: tae money]
man, y’all n-ggas soft, this beef a walk through the park
i do a drill as an artist, know i .55 my target
this a locked beef, no bargain
thump a n-gga down, don’t argue
and they been lookin’ harder for you
i just had to silence the tool
b-tch, with the glock, i’m a fool
we don’t stop slidin’ ’til they through
i average a minimum two

[verse 3: 42 dugg]
know it been hard for me
b-tch, young turnt sh-t start with me
what would y’all do if i just leave?
i just quit, real street n-gga, i don’t trust no b-tch
in the lamb’ i’m lit, pour a four in the six
ten bands got him k!lled, quit playin’
i don’t got two sippin, all my sh-t dance
couple hoes out in france, oui oui
it’s me and two pateks when i say i’m three deep
b-tch, but f-ck all that
good girl at home but i f-ck all rats
two cats, three tracks, and a maybach
now i’m mean to the-, know they hate that
miss me with that fake rap, know a n-gga doin’ it
can’t take another loss, girly, i’ll lose it
you love me? prove it
how? hold a n-gga down
my mama ever need somethin’, do it with a smile
i’m your baby true enough but the sh-t in this town
f-ck with a n-gga rob, hey
been steppin’ since kids, yeah
driven’ down in ‘010, yeah
that’s when sh-t got real, yeah
i’m the sh-t, n-gga, still, yeah
[chorus: 42 cheez]
whole gang bust
ain’t a lot of hoes we gon’ l-st
’cause it’s a lot hoes we done f-cked
blow this d-ck on a hutch
come through, sh-ttin’ like russ
plus i keep an arm like muss
big b-tch, i’m a star
see the plain flip on a car
f-ckin’ with this b-tch in a bar
send a blitz on a var
bet he won’t get to tomorrow
send a n-gga sh-t up to mars

- 42 dugg

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