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letra de gang gang - taebans

[verse 1]
ayy, roll up a backwood and face it
don’t want yo’ p-ssy i can’t chase it
don’t f-ck with n-ggas i’m feelin racist
pop up out the cut, n-gga i’m shady
shut the f-ck up, who gon make me?
and we got dope like the 80s
pull the guns out n-ggas start duckin
-who put this thing together!? me!
ayy, and my chopper gon buck em
and my chopper gon f-ck em
and this sk , it’s gon crush em
pass me the ball i’m gon dunk it
you tryna keep up like tim duncan
hoe shut the f-ck up, keep suckin
don’t distract me when i’m countin money
i just want them blueface hunnits
i know that you can relate
so give me everything on yo plate
we spin his block with no license plate
do a drive by then do the race
i’ma count it up, throw it in yo face
bronem shot a undercover jake
let me shut up fore they pin a case
ayy, and we bought all the lean in the f-cking city
none of these n-ggas is f-ckin with me
hit him with a sk and a semi
pull up on yo block in a f-ckin hemi
i be sippin lean i ain’t sippin henny
just popped a perc now i’m feelin itchy
ayy, gang!
[verse 2]
ayy, i just kicked inside his trap house
and i brought the macs out
i’m finna blow yo scalp off
i’m sippin on this lean but i do not got a d-mn cough
i’m with my gang and we posted in the d-mn loft
don’t f-ck with none these n-ggas, cause these n-ggas be so d-mn soft
i pull up in that vroom! (vroom! vroom! vroom!) you can hear the exhaust
don’t give a f-ck about how you feel i’m running my bands up
i pull up in that benze truck and now she open her legs up
ayy bans, i’m addicted to counting guap
i’m addicted to sippin wock, drinkin that sh-t till my heart stop
think about you and roll it up (bans!)
(..and she like how i say glahhh)

- taebans

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