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letra de dove gang - mpr tito

[intro: druugz]
gang
let’s get it, let’s go
gang
gang, gang, gang
let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s go

[chorus: druugz]
dove gang on that motherf-cking same thing
sn-tching chains, taking chains
n-gg-, we want everything
hey, dove gang on that motherf-cking same thing
sn-tching chains, taking chains
n-gg-, we want everything
dove gang on that motherf-cking same thing
sn-tching chains, taking chains
n-gg-, we want everything
hey, dove gang on that motherf-cking same thing
sn-tching chains, taking chains
n-gg-, we want everything

[verse 1: druugz]
f-ck sh-t
mpr, we on that f-ck sh-t
set tripping on the same thing
n-gg- touch us, i’ll take the chain
we go where we gotta get it
got a n-gg-, gotta sn-tch it
talking, n-gg-? we gon’ grab it
f-ck n-gg-, you ain’t having

[verse 2: 4way]
pull up on a n-gg-, [?]
[?] on me, trying to grind into a tesla
i’m in the hood since a young n-gg- finessing
b-tch is crying, wanna blow up my cellular
pound touched down, you lost your feeling
run up on me, hollow tips in your sweater
i keep it on me, give a f-ck about your feelings
n-gg-s know i send a shot to your family
mony powr rspt, get rich on the daily
i’m talking ’bout xbox, i ain’t got no patience
backwoods rolled up, i’ma face it
trapping everywhere i’m at, they gon’ chase it
what’s the move, n-gg-, what you gon’ pay me?
smith and a .38, you can’t play me
twenty shots, bet i hit [?]
get up out of there and get back to the paper

[verse 3: mpr t-to]
take your chain, [?] stain
f-ck in your face, we gon’ eat your brain
mpr, we gon’ set trip
i’m the type that dug the whole whip
how i do it? i flip the blip
how your big homie get dipped?
quick draw, n-gg-, roll up off the hip
mpr, n-gg-, 200 strong
heard you got a pack, so we in your home
hundred bands plus [?] gone
the whole 1’5 in the red zone
27 shots, n-gg-, and some

[verse 4: nasti noonk]
four in the morning and the pot on the stove
[?] don’t go down the road
i hit a lick with you, then i know you gon’ fold
digital stick and that b-tch got a scope
me and my young n-gg-s kick down your door
me and my young n-gg-s take out the store
free all my 20’s and b.i.p. [?}
quick draw, empty the clip and then reload
choppers and sticks and we shoot out the peephole
[?] homie [?] young with a bankroll
keeping my mouth closed till the case closed
my shooters, they shoot when i say so

- mpr tito

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