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letra de gangbanger (remix) - luke bar$

(verse 1: lord felix)
i ain’t finna wait i need the money in my hand
stunting on the corner with some varsity reds
when we on the corner bring the property down
7 in the morning getting right to the bread
n-gga must be lost must forgot what he did
maybe imma never get my flowers till i’m dead
why you always walking with ya motherf-cking head down
talking to a don better say it with ya chest
way this sh-t is looking we ain’t never gonna miss
why them n-ggas looking they was talking all that sh-t
man who woulda thought we ever get this lit
stay right there n-gga stay right there
hit the figure four leg lock when i’m on dis
b-tches always know when a real n-gga talking
know n-ggas talking, nah i ain’t lost it
wait until i pull up in a motherf-cking starship
(verse 2: saint lyor)
watch how they treat a broke n-gga
g-ngb-nging is a coping mechanism
don’t look at me blame it on the system
validation gives me everything i couldn’t
do i look like a k!ller in this hoodie
b-tches told me they would give it up if i had made a presence on the strip tho
but this 40 to big for my hip tho
i don’t know it could all be so simple my n-gga like group economics it’s simple my n-gga but whatever dawg
they saying that is irrelevant
i gotta shorty that’s so down to mars but i’m down for the cause
van buren is a coup d’etat
industry n-ggas take this as as warning
i ain’t stressing sh-t that isn’t important
stop tagging me n-gga that sh-t is annoying
g-ngb-ngin till a n-gga deported
g-ngb-ngin till a n-gga deported

(verse 3: jiles)
44 bulldog eastside n-ggas ain’t saying nothing
ain’t maxwell ain’t no freebies u can’t hold a little something something
i’m on 33rd with some g-ngb-ngers
rep ya set high they some chain sw-nger’s
a lot of money coming off the pandemic
touch a little bit the trappers can’t stand it
i just want some more
remember when 12 blitz the projects everybody out the door
2 gun charges in the same year how y’all keep coming home
no hot water gotta boil up a bucket hated being broke
man i hated being broke
(verse 4: meech)
i feel like sosa
we takin over
won’t stop til my ass whips the finest motors
this costra nostra
ain’t done i’m focused
y’all raps is bogus
i break ya ass down like the blunt i’m rolling
f-ck candace owens i’m sick like covid
y’all k!ll then post it
y’all lost
mama said rap til i make enough
lukee hit my phone
said k!ll em all
sheeh
45 flows know my sh-t too fluid
tic tac toe rap game that stupid
came to the show who tf let you in
straight to the hole ima ball like ewing
ima need solange bruh i feel like cupid
liquor in my conscience turned to a monster
f-ck in a mazda y’all team imposters
look at our roster say mama sa
mj i been poppin
ion goin’ sleep till i ball all seasons
d-mn i’m great
breakin the bank
rather keep my soul
keep yo keys to da raf
vb won’t fail
ki on the base
what can i say bruh
what can i say
(verse 5: luke bars)
keep a big bl!ck on my waist
case a n-gga talk sh-t
imma pop him
leave him thoughtless
this my last year being broke
put that on the set
n-ggas talk about the kid
i ain’t slow down yet
gotta chip on my back
now i walk with a limp
couple n-ggas took shots
swear to god they all missed
my sh-t to cold
my n-ggas on go
i wish a n-gga would
i’d f-ck a n-gga up
ain’t no g-ngb-nger
got my foot on they neck i ain’t playing with em
i’m rookie of the year
i’m making n-ggas scared
everybody talk tough
til the gun by the ear
ain’t no g-ngb-nger
imma real n-gga
put my mama on the cover imma k!ll for her
n-ggas tryna treat the boy like a meal ticket
only eat with the gang gang
i don’t d-ck bang
but my big d-ck dictates what your b-tch say
got shoutout from missy
she said my sh-t fire
got a top ten mixtape
you know my sh-t fire
by the way it’s looking
the boy gon be top 5 when it’s all done
vb on the rise
all my dogs some monsters
i’ll ride for my n-ggas
i’ll die for all them
meech gon k!ll
jiles gon k!ll em
i’m gon k!ll em
this my last time saying it
ain’t no g-ngb-nger but the real n-ggas playing us
labels want the boy til them n-ggas they don’t pay em
n-gga

(outro)
mama ain’t raise no b-tch
i ain’t afraid to burn that bridge n-gga
too many n-ggas tap dance
i ain’t in to none of that sh-t n-gga
i need the money advance
i need some money not friends n-gga
mama don’t play that sh-t
mama don’t play that sh-t n-gga
mama ain’t raise no b-tch
i ain’t afraid to burn that bridge n-gga
too many n-ggas tap dance
i ain’t in to none of that sh-t n-gga
i need the money advance
i need some money not friends n-gga
mama don’t play that sh-t
mama don’t play that sh-t n-gga

- luke bar

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