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letra de we really buggin - tg flockaa

[intro: tg flockaa]
(elvis)
suck my d-ck n-gga
every opp shot n-gga
everything dead n-gga
suck my d-ck n-gga
everything k n-gga

[verse: tg flockaa]
ima spin through the hill walking with the toaster
tryna put a n-gga on a poster
catch lil keem, get hit in his head
not in his back or not his shoulder
doa be the gang n-ggas know us (ahhh)
talking on bro then im knocking you over
who sober? we off pills, lean, and weed n-gga you know us
move tactic with the stichy cause we know the feds is on us
they all on my d-ck, and these opp n-ggas want me to slip
kdub try to run but you know what he did
rah rah got packed in the back of the whip
[?] got smoked [?]
lotti got poked for not having his grip
[?] why they sucking my d-ck?
and we kicking they candles [?] they sick
throw a party we coming lil b-tch
if we comin they cancel this sh-t
walk in the party im dancin and sh-t
soon as im finished im blammin and sh-t
as soon as im finished im blammin and sh-t (gang, gang, gang)
[verse: kenzo balla]
if you jackin them n-ggas you dead
all o’s shot b-tch you heard what i said
when we up we aiming for the head
make sure he dead then hit him in the leg
[?] tryna hit him again
had to tell him [?] bend
oh they in the [?] we flocking the benz
oh he with his mans he get shot with his friends
big chop, make him lean back
i be spinning so i keep a ski mask
hit a n-gga up make him relapse

(transcribing soon…)

- tg flockaa

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