letra de gang+ rmx v2 - dazegxd
[intro: d0llywood1]
beee, beee, bee
[chorus: d0llywood1]
gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin’ sh-t
i think my choppa really g-y ’cause all it do is eat out n-ggas
and i can’t take no fl!cks, uh, can’t take no pics
and i can’t really do nothing ’cause all these b-tches want cuff me
i can’t do that sh-t, uh, i really got my lil’ shawty another droptop
if she f-ck with the gang and sh-t
yeah, this perc sh-t permanent, uh, man i’m so f-cked up
you can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up
[verse 1: midwxst]
i smoked ’em good, that’s not no cap
n-gga, you is not my friend, so i don’t want your f-cking help
dive in the p-ssy, i swim in that sh-t like i am michael phelps
i got an aura fit on me, these n-ggas think i came from h-ll
f-ck all that snitching and talking my n-gga, no not gonna tell
get the f-ck out my phonе my n-gga, get out my f-ckin’ cell
no you is not my friend my n-gga, no, you don’t know my trail
i movе around in the night my n-gga, you know i made ’em well
i got designer my fit my n-gga, no please do not entail
this n-gga really down bad, i think that this n-gga want a hug
[verse 2: madara tbh]
so you sick when i walk on that, ’cause you broke
and i been gettin’ bands as of lately, i’m f-ckin’ hoes
and i know that you mad, ’cause i count up the racks, bro
i ain’t worried ’bout you, you like way in the past though
i got like five hoes, n-gga feel like pluto
and our number one hoe, you can call me, or no
and my name, yeah madara, beat you like naruto
and my main b-tch shy, but she give some good throat
haha, aye
[verse 3: angelus]
yeah, ha, ha
i got all designer in my closet, and you cannot afford it
12 o’clock, mix it with the rush, i really like it
f-cked up, b-tch i’m really better on my lone sh-t
why these lil’ n-ggas really actin’ like they really ’bout to do sh-t?
steppin’ on these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas, they some ants, yeah
me and dolly robbin’ n-ggas, get the money out his hands, b-tch
smoke that gas i’m so high, yeah, i don’t think that i can land it
i heard you was talkin’ sh-t so i consider him a fan, yeah
[verse 4: ericdoa]
aye, i just want a fat b-tch on my d-ck (bro what?)
she the type to get comfortable, make her reload on my cl!cks
and that boy talkin’ real crazy, he gettin’ lit back with that sh-t
okay, you give me that headache
to get your money, took a decade
i’m chasing this money, just to make sure that my friends ate
my sh-t bout to pay, that sh-t come by thursday
all these boys, they lack, and i mean it in the worst way
aye, jump, jump, aye, jump, watcha’ doing?
aye, bullets they comin’ from different sides, you best get movin’
aye, duckin’, i’m weavin’, i’m with my gang, we get to shootin’
aye, that b-tch gon’ text me, and she gon’ ask me what i’m doing
i’m in a brand new whip, with the gang, and we cruisin’
[verse 5: sebii]
i got cash, i got racks
if you want, talk ’bout that
i spent a bag at armani, and i just let it slip
she tell me, i smell like doo-doo, i told her i’m the sh-t
yeah, your diamonds, they so fake
i got cash, just like i’m tay
i got baddies, they say hey
d-mn, you’re broke? i can’t relate
five-star restaurant, eating steak
they want a feat, then that’s a payment
keep on talkin’ sh-t, we push your head to the pavement
choppa, yeah, it sing, bite you like some fangs
posted with the gang, with us you cannot hang
aye, bang, bang into the room, like ariana
bang, bang, all over you, now you are nada
you’re surrounded, punk
[verse 6: exodus1900]
(exo)
i’ll touchdown, get out, get out
[?]
[?] for my opps, i’ma shoot ’em in the face
i don’t like you n-ggas, all you n-ggas two-faced
i’ma run this sh-t, man, i’m tired of this sh-t
[?] for my opps, i’ma shoot ’em in the face
i don’t like you n-ggas, all you n-ggas two-faced
i don’t like you n-ggas, all you n-ggas two-faced
[verse 7: d0llywood1]
ha, i really [?], i’m off the earth
i’m on a different planet, not neilaworld
if you keep talking, [?]
tell me [?], i had to show ’em what i’m worth
just put my lil’ b-tch in designer, i can not say how much it’s worth
feel like quinn, i set my pajamas, i go to sleep up off this perc
and i know these n-ggas behind us, i had to swerve
i had to (skrrt), and we eatin’
big benihanas, we countin’ blue benji’s, hunnids
we countin’ blue benjamin franklins we don’t count no jacksons
you want that lil’ feature, better pay the tax then
i’m laughing at you n-ggas, huh, michael blackson
and free all of my n-ggas, uh, movin’ packs in
[chorus: d0llywood1]
gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin’ sh-t
i think my choppa really g-y ’cause all it do is eat out n-ggas
and i can’t take no fl!cks, uh, can’t take no pics
and i can’t really do nothing ’cause all these b-tches wanna cuff me
i can’t do that sh-t, uh, i really got my lil’ shawty another droptop
if she f-ck with the gang and sh-t
yeah, this perc sh-t permanent, uh, man i’m so f-cked up
you can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up
gang in a brand new whip, uh, we swervin’ sh-t
i think my choppa really g-y ’cause all it do is eat out n-ggas
and i can’t take no fl!cks, uh, can’t take no pics
and i can’t really do nothing ’cause all these b-tches want cuff me
i can’t do that sh-t, uh, i really got my lil’ shawty another droptop
if she f-ck with the gang and sh-t
yeah, this perc sh-t permanent, uh, man i’m so f-cked up
you can get comfortable, baby, you can put your foot up
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