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letra de d boy - bandgang biggs

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
come on nah!
just downed 700
this b-tch ain’t got no worries but every time i put it on, make a b-tch get out her shirt
one line cost 100, that’s if you want that purp
i got actavis and sprite, i might mix it up in church
i’ma just keep it 100
my n-gg-s like to drill but no bob the builder sh-t when i say drill they like to k!ll
i’m stuntin’ while i’m swerving
1200 for my shoes we ain’t stressing over here, lil n-gg- this sh-t’s cool
it’s strange how we be getting it
stay changing up on n-gg-s
see me at 1 o’clock by 2 o’clock it’s some different
you see me with that glock finna plot on a b-tch n-gg-
i got eyes on all these n-gg-s ‘tryna play like they some k!llers
my chopper got a knife
don’t mean no disrespect but catch you looking at me wrong, i’m gon’ put it in your chest
these hoes want me to rest
but i can’t got no chill, and that’s ‘prolly the reason these hoes ‘wanna give me neck…b-tch!

[hook: biggs & (young buck)]
young n-gg- getting money, i’m counting bands
if you ain’t talking money i’ont understand
(i’m in the kitchen whip it with my left hand
east side, west side what you reppin’?)
i’m a d boy
(real d boy
stay strapped and i’m really in the streets boy)
buffs on my face j’s on my feet boy
(mink to the floor i can show you how to eat boy)

[verse 2: young buck]
my young n-gg- got bands
his mama got that work too
all we know is get the money, motherf-ck a curfew
i just tell him be a man don’t let n-body hurt you
always remember teenagers can put in dirt too
the young n-gg-s got brick money
talk that sh-t money
icy wrist money
pay for the hit money
how i came out n-body pocket i just get money
that f-ck your b-tch money
pay rent money
i got dope money this ain’t 50 cent money
i just bought my plug a phantom thanks for what you did for me
tell him [?] this that give this to your kids money
think about it this that “you know what it is” money
i’m at the titty bar, leaning on a dirty sprite
thinking to myself which one of these hoes coming home tonight
i do what i want to do
no i don’t know wrong from right
you on that broke n-gg- sh-t? that’s that sh-t i don’t like

[hook]

[verse 3: biggs]
we invented saying chicken these n-gg-s just wanna copy
i’m all balenciaga’s my b-tch she off the versace
my ex b-tch keep calling she hotter than a tamale i got n-gg-s on the block, they hotter than some wasabi hit the club with young buck
we cause a f-cking tsunami
a n-gg- got mad so i told the bouncer to bounce him
it ain’t like i’m a b-tch, this jacket cost me some thousands if this b-tch get a rip, i’m turning up to a thousand
all lot estate, i’m pouring lean on a mountain
aid and lemonade that’s why i’m leaning and drowsy
you ain’t got no money but eating out at katanas run my check up when it got me repeated from coney island
and after that b-tch i got tempur pedic with them diamonds bought a chain, told them let the f-cking diamonds sink inside it
shredgang with me yeah we all with the violence ya’ll lil n-gg-s through this b-tch acting like some minors…b-tch

[hook]

- bandgang biggs

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