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letra de up the score - bandgang lonnie bands

[intro]
(cypress)

[verse: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, we comin’ for you, boy, you better write your will
caught a corn, the n-gga dead, his face pale
huh, he got a tag on his toe, he had cheese on his head
they like, “lonnie psycho, he must ain’t take all his meds”
huh, that n-gga cuckoo
i’ll put a hole in you size of a fruit loop
that boy a loose screw, uh
i’ll have you leakin’ out your roof, uh
we ain’t shootin’ out no windows or the sunroof
hoppin’ out with four choppers, where you think you runnin’ to?
man, you n-ggas like matembo, you can’t f-ckin’ shoot
leave his brains on the floor, that sh-t look like tomato soup
nah, i ain’t no jim crow, but i’m quick to hang a n-gga
with this glock 4.0, you can make you famous with it
man, i don’t put no guns in my videos, uh
why? ’cause we rеally use them b-tches

[chorus: jemouri]
ridin’ with a choppеr in the backseat
and you know we ready for war
heard the opps sayin’ they gon’ whack me
so we went ahead and upped the score
we hit every block and every backstreet
we gon’ knock down one more
we hit every block and every backstreet
we gon’ knock down one more
go’n up the score, yeah
go’n up the score
go’n up the score, yeah
go’n up the score
go’n up the score, yeah
go’n up the score
go’n up the score, yeah
go’n up the score, uh

- bandgang lonnie bands

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