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letra de gangsta talk 2 - dustero

intro:
[?], bop bop bop, bop!
yeah, woah gang!
yeah man, this that gangsta talk part two
a lot of p-ssies hatin’ because they ain’t like me
so look, i be talkin’ crazy on this one
watch this, ayy, ayy
say say
chorus:
put the clip on my glock for accessories
you don’t want the smoke cause you p-ssy be lame
gang be drillin’ you know that a thang
got them glocks the sh-t go bang (bop!)
since the p-ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
yeah i don’t rap slow, b-tch i ain’t snail
ayy, f-ck that sh-t finna put him in a lake
verse one:
hop on the beat like a bunny and k!ll it
and no talkin’ ‘bout k!llin’ no bunny
i stay away from the drama
‘cause i let it eat us some beef before like aluminas say i’m a pro
didn’t see who blowin’ up
well i guess many minutes can break the drama lil b-tch
all of you b-tches do what she tell you to do and i don’t cause i’m that savage
i was stupid on god man finna put you down if you trauma
you distant as f-ck i’m thankful for that ‘cause you ugly
chorus:
put the clip on my glock for accessories
you don’t want the smoke cause you p-ssy be lame
gang be drillin’ you know that a thang
got them glocks the sh-t go bang (bop!)
since the p-ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
yeah i don’t rap slow, b-tch i ain’t snail
ayy, f-ck that sh-t finna put him in a lake
verse two:
said he want smoke the sh-t was infamous
playing with me you finna hit twice
i got the b-tch like a dice, yeah, yeah i got the b-tch like a dice
stop all that cappin’, i see you trippin’
i got the glock up on my lab i got the drake up on the seat
if you leave that sh-t on repeat
i may put yo ass to sleep (yeah yeah yeah)
i got the choppas with choppas we spin on the block, and we wipin’ yo nose
i was on stage with the strap at my show
if you play i’ma pro, put a tag on your toe
run a b-tch up, send him straight to the hospital
two bullet in his chest make the f-ckin’ b-tch bleed yeah
i got the b-tch like i am the die
chorus:
put the clip on my glock for accessories
you don’t want the smoke cause you p-ssy be lame
gang be drillin’ you know that a thang
got them glocks the sh-t go bang (bop!)
since the p-ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
yeah i don’t rap slow, b-tch i ain’t snail
ayy, f-ck that sh-t finna put him in a lake

- dustero

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