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letra de gang gang - bae bae savo

[intro: ysn flow]
oh
screaming gang, gang

[chorus: ysn flow]
i’m screaming gang, gang
[?] got a poncho, hollow [?]
up and down this block, them choppers bang, bang
can’t hang ’round them snakes, i gotta change lanes
oh

[verse 1: bae bae savo]
can’t keep up, i’m takin’ off, b-tch i need millions
i got it tucked before my gang walk in the building
i pop a 30, get in my zone, i can’t feel them
yellowbone, bad b-tch, she rock brazillian
b-tch we gon’ cash out
and smoke big blunts in my trap house
know we run them macs out, if you cross us you get whacked out
i brought my ice out, it’s a light show, but it’s lights out when that glock blow
four-five to his face, boy now that case gone then we spin home in the foreign

[chorus: ysn flow]
gang, gang
[?] got a poncho, hollow [?]
up and down this block, them choppers bang, bang
can’t hang ’round them snakes, i gotta change lanes
oh
[verse 2: ysn ourt]
all my n-ggas pull up, we gon’ drill sh-t
hop up out the whip with .44 glocks, yeah we gon’ k!ll sh-t
tell my momma i can’t come home ’till i get some millions
perkys got my mind blown, swear that you don’t know the feeling
i just keep on grinding, i ain’t begging for no deal
n-ggas claim they wit’ me but they couldn’t keep it real
but i can’t go out like no hoe, you know i keep it still
these n-ggas claim that gang sh-t but was never in the field
i told my momma i’m gon’ make it, move her to the hills
i told lil’ flow let’s go and now these labels on our hills

[pre-chorus: ysn flow]
i’m screamin’ gang, gang
[?]

[chorus: ysn flow]
i’m screaming gang, gang
[?] got a poncho, hollow [?]
up and down this block, them choppers bang, bang
can’t hang ’round them snakes, i gotta change lanes
oh

[verse 3: ysn jayo]
i’ve been in my brain even though how far i came
attachments on my glocky, it spittin’, it shoot insane
flow, me, bae bae, ourt, hop in the booth and make a name
i just got out the pen, b-tch f-ck them shackles and them chains
i popped a couple pills, feelin’ it, i’m grim the reaper we k!llin’ sh-t
i swear to god, we ain’t ever rich, i’m pullin’ up with the baddest b-tch
i made my pocket, i’m filthy rich, you get popped and you squealin’, sh-t
you work with opps and we k!ll you
[?] my pockets overweight, break the stitch
like i am blind, i might carry the stick ‘ cause we ain’t never ’round trustin’ sh-t, aye, aye
i swear, we ain’t never ’round trustin’ sh-t, aye
i swear, we ain’t never ’round trustin’ sh-t, aye
and yeah, h-ll no, we won’t trust no b-tch
’cause we ain’t never gon’ trust no b-tch
’cause we ain’t never gon’ trust no b-tch
you ain’t never gon’ top this sh-t

- bae bae savo

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