letra de gang - hotblock jmoe & fresco trey
[intro: fresco trey]
okay (big oz on the keyboard and sh-t)
yeah, ayy (oh, no)
yeah (oh, no, no, no)
d-mn
d-mn (oh, no, no, no)
okay
okay (oh, no, no, no)
uh
[chorus: fresco trey]
d-mn, i thought we was fam’ (we was fam’)
i ran up a ticket, i don’t give a d-mn (give a d-mn)
pop-out, richard millie, i’ve been goin’ ham (goin’ ham)
two-door amg, i chopped my ceilin’ down (ceilin’ down)
i thought you was gang, gang, gang, gang (gang, gang)
catch a opp, we walk him down, i’m on the same thing (walk him down)
bought a watch and this b-tch plain jane, yeah (that’s facts)
yeah, i’m lit, she let me gang-bang
[verse 1: fresco trey]
uh, ayy (let’s go)
why these n-ggas lookin’ like they know me or somethin’? (uh)
zaza have me zombie (what?)
‘shroomy help me function (let’s go)
smellin’ like a pound when i pull up to the function
i’m in turks, sippin’ wock’ (wock’)
let her friеnd give me top (what?)
if you love mе, see me, drop (yeah)
in my pants is a glock (glock)
i’m with hot’ on the block (block)
told the plug, “send a box”
b-tch, i move like barack, presidential
could’ve bought a ap, but i spent that on my dental
my pockets fat and i don’t care just like lizzo (what else?)
i rock saint laurent, lil’ ho, this ain’t kenzo (what else?)
5% tint on my whip, b-tch, this a limo’ (oh)
[chorus: fresco trey]
d-mn, i thought we was fam’ (we was fam’)
i ran up a ticket, i don’t give a d-mn (give a d-mn)
pop-out, richard millie, i’ve been goin’ ham (uh-huh)
two-door amg, i chopped my ceilin’ down (uh)
i thought you was gang, gang, gang, gang (woah-woah)
catch a opp, we walk him down, i’m on the same thing (same thing)
bought a watch and this b-tch plain jane, yeah (uh-huh-uh)
yeah, i’m lit, she let me gang-bang (woah-oh-oh)
[verse 2: hotblock jmoe & fresco trey]
d-mn, thought you was one of us (one of us)
good thing i seen it comin’, ain’t no one i trust (i seen it comin’)
i watched n-ggas stick they hands out, then run they d-mn mouth (run they d-mn mouth)
n-gga, same hoes try to talk down on you, but the main ones fanned out (yeah)
and these n-ggas iffy, but it figure, they ain’t really with me (i ain’t figure)
glock got a b-tton, i tap the switch, yeah, gun turn to a semi’ (grrt)
fresco flew in way from memphis just to post on [?]
i told ’em, “we ain’t duckin’ sh-t but cops ’cause all my opps b-tches” (yeah)
i want cash, rishes (yeah)
more than nine figures (yeah)
and she bad, but she with some friends, so i ain’t tryna pull ’em both
take trips from coast to coast
worldwide, world most
she asked what’s my favorite position
know it’s backshots, let me stroke (woah)
[chorus: fresco trey]
d-mn, i thought we was fam’ (we was fam’)
i ran up a ticket, i don’t give a d-mn (give a d-mn)
pop-out, richard millie, i’ve been goin’ ham (uh-huh)
two-door amg, i chopped my ceilin’ down (uh)
i thought you was gang, gang, gang, gang (woah-woah)
catch a opp, we walk him down, i’m on the same thing (same thing)
bought a watch and this b-tch plain jane, yeah (uh-huh-uh)
yeah, i’m lit, she let me gang-bang
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