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letra de troll em - chinogpg

[intro: chinogpg]
(ayo doublem)
grah grah
grah- grah grah
baow, baow
baow baow
(wooooow)

[verse 1: chinogpg]
but f-ck that, they know the vibes-
how you breakin’ my broom and your mans just died
[?] better come with your knocks
and it’s big dead gang, why the f-ck would i stop?
and [?] lil mini, go shot after shot
i do right, free the bro, causе i miss him a lot
[verse 2: sb sweep & chinogpg]
and when damo got hit, they was like-
(wooooow)
creepin’ up with this g, likе
i bet when they see me they flee
all black, masked up, i’m with g
got the d’s on my d-ck, but they ain’t catchin’ me
b-tch i’m takin’ that chance
free the bros, locked down, still fightin’ that case
i’m movin’ like tay, with this k
and i’m takin’ that g, lil’ n-gga i don’t wanna trade
i need everything, beam in his face
please don’t try to act tough when you meetin’ your fate
bobby and notti got shot in they face, baow baow

[chorus: chinogpg]
yeah, we know why they mad
they keep losin’ they friends
know i’m takin’ that trip if they chase down my mans
sb goin’ dumb every chance that he can
baby sweep pop out, now they duckin’ the [?]
when we get to that block, we gon’- geek geek geek
yeah we not gon’ stop ’til the makk in the street
get in my stance, shootin’ like police
and if he reach for his g it’s gon’ be r-i-p
[verse 3: baby sweep & chinogpg]
it’s gon’ be a bad day if he run into me
i’m on eighth with reik hound, try’na see who i see
b—back out, start flamin’ the g
i got booked throwin’ shots out that g2c
on the makks i got anger i’m try’na release
if he slow down that v, i’ma rock him to sleep
creep through the ville, try’na flock for the pzz
free del, that’s my twin, if i throw, he repeat
tap tap, shake ass to the beat
shakin’ my shoulders [?]
yo stacks, do you see what i see?
why he clutchin’ his pole? i’m bout’a od
zy b, focus up, who across from us?
b-tch i’m uppin’ mine first, ‘fore they up on us
in the middle of harlem, b-tch who guardin’ us?
if he jackin’ he makk-
bad b-tch, i’m grippin’ her b-tt
they push up- i’ma blitz through the pain like i’m [?]
don’t play with my bop, i’m known to throw a ton
[?], he got hit try’na front
i’m pullin’ her hair, she feel it in her guts
sh-t jam, i was smackin’ the pole when i up

[outro: baby sweep]
like, worda bro

- chinogpg

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