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letra de gang gang - jizzo da general

[intro: jizzo da general]
ah
owe sh-t
owe sh-t
whole lotta gang sh-t
huh

[chorus: jizzo da general]
gang in this b-tch (bang)
gang in this b-tch (gang, gang)
two fingers and a thumb
i brought the gang in this b-tch
we rollin’ and patrolin’ that ain’t change in the sh-t
you disrespect my owe, we blow yo’ brains in this b-tch
gang in this b-tch (bang)
gang in this b-tch (gang, gang)
two fingers and a thumb
i brought the gang in this b-tch
we rollin’ and patrolin’ that ain’t change in the sh-t
you disrespect my owe, i blow yo’ brains in this b-tch

[verse 1: jizzo da general]
i was often real greedy
told ’em n-ggas come get me
n-ggas know bro with me, uh
love gang and them 60s
bang, bang, we the neighbor gang
and we still trampin’ on everythang
whack a h with a hk and my n-ggas still down to hit a stain
[?] roll a n-gga get rolled
hit a n-gga with a big pole
big n’s, n-gga, big o’s
my n-ggas still pulling, get those
rob a n-gga in a strap spot
with a fat glock, getting fat knots
take your work, then hit the block
watch the money come while i hot box
30s all the way to the hunnids
p-ssy n-gga, we the real crips
lil’ n-ggas talkin’ lot a bashin’
i swear to god, they ain’t k!ll sh-t
a lot of n-ggas getting locked up
we puttin’ on, so they still lit
from the case to the [?] b-tch
all you f-ck n-ggas gettin’ k!lled quick
from drill will to the r, n-gga
all my n-ggas double r, n-gga
pullin’ up in foreign cars, n-gga
real neighborhood stars, n-gga
pop a n-gga like a tart, n-gga
boy i ain’t never scared to spa wit’ ya’
stay in your lane, you’re a smart n-gga
cuz’ my n-ggas bang with no heart, n-gga
[chorus: jizzo da general]
gang in this b-tch (bang)
gang in this b-tch (gang, gang)
two fingers and a thumb
i brought the gang in this b-tch
we rollin’ and patrolin’ that ain’t change in the sh-t
you disrespect my owe, we blow yo’ brains in this b-tch
gang in this b-tch (bang)
gang in this b-tch (gang, gang)
two fingers and a thumb
i brought the gang in this b-tch
we rollin’ and patrolin’ that ain’t change in the sh-t
you disrespect my owe, we blow yo’ brains in this b-tch

[verse 2: jus clat]
you disrespect my owe, i blow your brains in this b-tch
i got my .40 on my side, when i aim i don’t miss
i’m from 60 but my gloves twistin’ fingers and sh-t
i don’t want no smoke, we got them thangs in this b-tch

[verse 3: 252 lico]
all of my n-ggas, they slide
and y’all cap rappers be lying
i been on the field on the countryside
a street n-gga, yeah, i’m certified
we the opp, f-ck the other side
a n-gga tried me, he ain’t have to die
you don’t want to make your mama cry
hit your girl then i tell her bye
[verse 4: jus clat]
said i hate the hood, so we rich rollin’
tried to flex but yo’ sh-t stolen
gettin’ money, yo’ b-tch know it
if i pull it out, then i’m gon’ blow it
jizzo in the cut with the pole
disrespect the hood, you got to go
from the 60s to the 4 o’s
carolina still rich rollin’

[verse 5: 252 lico]
y’all n-ggas being p-ssies, i’m big crip
if you rap, throw it in the sky
eyes red, b-tch, you know i’m high
if it’s smoke, let the shots fly
this rap sh-t, i ain’t gotta try
i’m really ’bout it, i ain’t gotta lie
i’m big dog, you a small frie
n-gga, we winning this f-cking time

- jizzo da general

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