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letra de hang with us - mophead tbc

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remember them days
when i’m inna stu and
i whip like a kitchen
if he f-ck up the work he get missin
ridin back to back
in 2 black suburbans
how we spinnin
my n-ggas ain’t playin
they dangerous
no you ain’t gang
you can’t hang wit us
no you ain’t gang wit us
no you ain’t gang wit us
no we ain’t playin fair
if he wan pipe up
we piped up we take it there
n-ggas be writin and typin
the statements there
i life my life
talk excitement
small statement there
really gon take it there

n-ggas bе mad they get to no cheese
my whip too fast
ridе tints f-ck police
i been worried bout cash
why you worried bout me
know i’m gone do the dash
i see them lights
bleed
n-gga
cause they see what i’m doin
ion speak about it or won’t tweet about it
but these n-ggas they know how i’m movin
send shots
bend his block
send some shots
take his cuban
them n-ggas just ain’t playin
ain’t dangerous
bro took a trip
cop some tangs for us
he let it off send a shot
we gon bring all the smoke he ain’t want
n-gga angle dust

and that’s how we get into it
my n-ggas they trapped off that block
we ain’t makin sh-t hot
so he can’t even gon get into it

ain’t nun of us locked in a cell
ain’t wish inna well
i hadda make bigger movements

and i stilla be trappin
till the death

onna guys
mob onna guys

it’s a bigga movement
mob onna guys
it’s a bigga movement
we came up out that trap but
we still improvin

and that’s onna gang woah
f-ck what you think
i’m off the drank
send shots @ ya brain woah woah woah

2 shots he ain’t blink
most these n-ggas just rappin and cappin
too phony ion even know what to think

man i had to stack up my digits
go get a pack and then flip it
i ran it back to the plug
remember them nights
when we burnt all that tree
and these n-ggas ain’t show
us no love

and it’s still f-ck the b-tches who doubted
they prayed on our downfall
these b-tches ain’t show us no love
and now we can f-ck all the b-tches
they wit it they bout us
these b-tches they know we wassup

these b-tches been knowin my name
my shooter send shots it’s no game
my bro grab the chop it a big movie
and ain’t nun of my spots hot work been movin
my n-ggas don’t shoot wit no aim
my wodieeee a sniper got range

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