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letra de gangland - hankroll perri

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i ain’t the one tripping up minivans
find a n-gga location spin it like ceiling fans
red beam like a polka dot infrareds on his head
make it look like the chickenpox

only way that this sh-t gone stop is if i end up dead or his mother gone get the box
see my mother been dead n-gga only thing that i hate is a rat and a scared n-gga
done time out the feds n-gga walk around with that one piece strapped to my leg n-gga
been on many missions late night with my men we was cl!cking forreal

ain’t no slide in n-ggas neighborhood with all them d-mn shots ain’t n0body get k!lled
n-ggas die bout this beef sh-t all flock masked up on that creep sh-t
all the time n-ggas dying bout that beef b-tch
if you you get smoked for a sneak diss that’s f-cked up

he say let me out though shid cause i ain’t leaving no witness
ain’t n0body outside shid bruh we bout to find us a n-gga
there they goin the hallway hop out cl!cking at they ass in broad day
put the clip to his head that’s a balled fade

i walk down hit that ass all face that’s f-cked up
the confessions of a gangster i ain’t confessing to nothing
i’m catching amnesia every time
a n-gga get into something never saying my name on a statement young n-gga stand tall

n-ggas that i’m under out the fed we was checking paper work it better be correct
n-ggas bringing thunder slam
that knife in his head back and neck co calling codes
see him going under he slipping he falling he off panicking stiff as manikin

he can see the tunnel hand gripping his neck blood racing through his fingers
trnna keep from going under d-mn
gang gang keep from going under
gang gang tryna keep from going under

hankroll perri motherf-cker

n-ggas be talking bout sliding gang land

ready for war sh-t get to kicking off and them bullets
stop jumping from different directions sh-t hitting doors
park cars that ain’t even sh-t
when i let this sh-t off i’m applying the pressure

f-ck busting a pipe imma knock it out the wall
i’m going for it all
me and you beef and you know you ain’t safe when i’m gripping the heat
pull up to the club when you pass the stop sign i get out at the end of the street

i got a wig on i’m dressed up like a lady i got a stroller with no baby i hit wit that laser
ain’t no calling out to god i ain’t giving you time for no prayer
number 1 rule never use the same methods i dress up in different disguise
one week the mailman next week i’m jehova i knock at the door with the bible

i’m on the curb laying in a homeless blanket
it’s 5 am and you been drinking
think i’m bum till i lift up and let the mack off and i blow everything you been thinking
might be the man at your store at your favorite store you like taking your daughter on sunday

or i’m that n-gga in the bushes at your son school when you dropping him off on a monday
see these n-ggas in my city they f-cked up these days
and they don’t respect nothing but gunplay

so i’ma come through in the back of the pickup and we hit that ass up shot on a one way
n-ggas be talking bout sliding gang land
ready for war sh-t get to kicking off
and them bullets stop jumping from different directions sh-t hitting doors

park cars that ain’t even sh-t
when i let this sh-t off i’m applying the pressure
f-ck busting a pipe imma knock it out the wall i’m going for it all

- hankroll perri

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