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letra de kaneve - gang gang (feat. zerarri) - kaneve

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(intro)

hii gang!

it’s kaneve, zerarri!

yo it’s f-cking zerarri big shout out hii gang n-gga, got my n-gga hiitay rmeada god dior @hiigang b-tch check us on ig

(verse 1)

it’s kane and rarri, i just bought b-tch b-tch i’m whippin’ in buggaties

mama said she need, so i bought a mazaratie

think this sh-ts a joke, cause my names rhyming with ferrari

running through the money, playing games like it’s atari

i ain’t give a f-ck and tay hes tryin’ to catch a body

pull up at the club and i be trying to f-ck your shawty

i don’t give a f-ck, my n-ggas know we gonna get

if you tru to snitch, we go to court and get aquitted

hii gang get the money, lil b-tch you know we wit it

i just grabbed the choppa, blew his brains out now he missin’

i dont give a f-ck you know my n-ggas on mission

actin’ like we cancer but we put in remission

i just blew his top off
put a n-gga on the map and on a shirt and he ain’t coming back dog

talking like he get it from the dirt

why dont you check me on my name and what its worth ya

(drop vocals 1)

hii gang baby, yeah, it’s all or nothing

ive been chilling in the club you know my n-ggas still stuntin

hii gang baby yeah it’s all or nothing

gang gang lives baby, know that i’m busting

(verse 2)

hiigang all or nothing, gang gang we stuntuin’ shout out thintruk

hii gang baby yeah it’s all or nothing, got these diamonds in my t–th

you know my n-ggas still stunting

in the club got the crowd blowing up and they jumping

lookin’ at that n-gga, talking all in and i’m bustin, grab the strap i’ll leave a n-ggas body dead and it’s cold now

f-ckin’ lost my soul and i just crawled out the hole

wiped the dirt with chilling out in h-ll and i’m rollin’

got a bean and i just, popped and my n-ggas partoling, on the block

working with that heavy yeah, sippin’ on the wac

ive been f-ckedcup got a 30 check the stock

i’ve been going dumb, my n-ggas hit you like the rock

leave a n-gga dead, he tried to cop me like i’m off this

b-tch i’m in my office, ive been smoking gas, i’ll put a n-gga in his coffin’

talking bout the louis and the gucci that i’m coppin’

hiigang baby all or nothing and we ain’t stoppin, yeah

(drop vocals 2)

hii gang baby, yeah, it’s all or nothing

got the crowd blowing up and they jumpin’

hiigang baby got the money we all in

hate the way a n-gga get it hiigang we ballin

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