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letra de just 4 da gang - johnny 5ive (cgm)

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[hook]
pull up in the latest drip
plus we got all of these sticks
n-ggas ain’t did what i did
big glock with a full clip
big glock filled to the tip top
flippin’ them big rocks
now i want mula
lil bro, i wanna shoot abdulla
lil bro i wanna shoot
she making me feel so special
like i’m in love with a p-rnstar
i tell em’ to take off that kettle
i tell em’ that i ain’t a baller
skinny jeans and balenciaga
big drip, wearing no more prada
girl check it, make enchilada
trim like barber
just for the gang

[verse 1]
bucko you hear that my chase me a chain
if it ain’t about money then you’re wasting your breath
if it ain’t about money then you’re wasting time
how many times did they lock my slime?
broken heart when they locked my bro
trap house ting, everything must go
eyes roll back when i bust my load
let’s go, i’m crazy heard about it?, let’s go
i know that your hurt without a t-shirt, about it
b-tch do what you please
he ain’t got no girls around him, just countin’ thousands
and think he supreme
when i got a next one had to get a next one
when he got a next gun had to buy a next gun
b-tch do what you want
my christian dior, she twerkin’ right down to the floor
she twerkin’ right down to the ground
that p-ssy be makin’ me growl
makin’ me crown, she bust it right down
house full of guns, i’m filling up rounds
i know i ain’t signing a deal
i’m thinkin’ bout more than a mill
because i had reasons to k!ll
i run on a drill
ten toes squad
you know that i’m loose with my young boys
i’m in that 3 car convoy
[?] the sauce, then say soy
when you see the boy then say oi
when you see the boy, he sip lean
when you see the boy, he smoke weed
on my phone, there’s dope fiends
you would think i’m guilty
[hook]
pull up in the latest drip
plus we got all of these sticks
n-ggas ain’t did what i did
big glock with a full clip
big glock filled to the tip top
flippin’ them big rocks
now i want mula
lil bro, i wanna shoot abdulla
lil bro i wanna shoot
she making me feel so special
like i’m in love with a p-rnstar
i tell em’ to take off that kettle
i tell em’ that i ain’t a baller
skinny jeans and balenciaga
big drip, wearing no more prada
girl check it, make enchilada
trim like barber
just for the gang

[verse 2]
still a bandit, on god
i ain’t gotta stay on my guard
ready for the all the more
think about mardi gras
choppa gon’ beat like a drum kit
my n-ggas go zero to a hundred
big batty girl, let me tump it
i promise you’ll feel it for real
i promise they’ll feel it for sure
i’m breaking the law
they call me a gang boy
i promise i’ll do it for sure, big .44
they call me a gang boy
put it to the limit, who did it?
a b-tch don’t trip when you run up them digits
copper shot, f-ck up his bad boy image
bang like cillit
so do what you want
[hook]
pull up in the latest drip
plus we got all of these sticks
n-ggas ain’t did what i did
big glock with a full clip
big glock filled to the tip top
flippin’ them big rocks
now i want mula
lil bro, i wanna shoot abdulla
lil bro i wanna shoot
she making me feel so special
like i’m in love with a p-rnstar
i tell em’ to take off that kettle
i tell em’ that i ain’t a baller
skinny jeans and balenciaga
big drip, wearing no more prada
girl check it, make enchilada
trim like barber
just for the gang

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