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letra de westside - bandgang lonnie bands

[intro]
if i throw this bag at you, youngin, can you handle it?

[verse 1]
if i throw this bag at you, youngin, can you handle it?
if you throw your p-ssy at me, b-tch, then i’m sellin’ it
the opps can never score, i think they whole team on the bench
and your b-tch wanna drive the boat too, she see this yacht 2 on my wrist
man the thug n-ggas love when lonnie talk that gangsta sh-t
when they hear this sh-t on level 5 they wanna shank some sh-t
if i shoot this chopper 90 times, it’s gon flip his whip
unc just hit the work 3 times and made an extra brick
art of war, when a n-gga k!lled, gotta play it bool
keep it cordial, then pop out his bushes, n-gga peek-a-boo
i don’t wear no jordans, every time i stеp out, b-tch it’s louie-lou
play with me, c-murda, code for thеm k!llers b-tch hootie hoo
i got two b-tches, one suck on the d-ck one suck on the b-lls
i got two pistols, one tucked in the hoodie the other in my draws
too official, n-gga play foul and imma make that call
i got fake prescriptions, yeah these pills hit with that fentanyl

[hook]
it’s the westside, ain’t it?
ask about the gang, we detroit most dangerous
go and ask 12, they gon say we armed and dangerous
f-ck being careful, lil n-gga stay dangerous
[verse 2]
n-gga
i be with them robbers, they don’t want me at they rap event
like we want that lil sh-t, my b-tch wouldn’t even wear that sh-t
they said i tried to set the play on ’em, that don’t make no sense
now why the f-ck would i rob a n-gga that’s broke as sh-t
old broke tough ass n-gga, where your crutches at?
talkin’ bout you want a fade, boy i got something for that
oh i got a fade for you, put your head on your lap
blue 30 king in your bity and that’s more than your f-ckin’ stash, boy
i go where i wanna go
i do what i wanna do
lonnie sell a lotta dope
lonnie sip that dj screw
lonnie prolly f-cked your hoe
lonnie prolly pimped her too
lonnie was just f-ckin broke
now lonnie up a hundred two
might pull up in that coupe n-gga, with the roof missin’
i just served my favorite two junkies and they t–th missin’
i might hit your block with that tool, leave your roof missin’
i might pull up in that two seater, with three bad b-tches

[hook]
it’s the westside, ain’t it?
ask about the gang, we detroit most dangerous
go and ask 12, they gon say we armed and dangerous
f-ck being careful, lil n-gga stay dangerous

- bandgang lonnie bands

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