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letra de gangsta road party - ty benjamin

intro:
like this and like that
its like this and like that
like this and like that
smoking dope, with my bros
and my gangstas, and some hoes
what’s the code?
you don’t know?
shoot that f-ck boy

hook:
smoking dope, with my bros
and my gangstas, and some hoes
what’s the code?
you don’t know?
shoot that f-ck boy at the door
get my phone, send that call
call the papis for some more
hit the road, b-tch let’s go
with my gangstas on the road, (issa gangsta road party)
smoking dope, with my bros
and my gangstas, and some hoes, (issa gangsta road party)
what’s the code?
you don’t know?
shoot that f-ck boy at the door, (issa gangsta road party)
get my phone, send that call
call the papis for some more, (issa gangsta road party)
hit the road, b-tch let’s go
with my gangstas on the road, (issa gangsta road party)

first verse:
look b-tch, i am the biggest boss ’round here
don’t pull up feeling your sauce, get you lost ’round here
n-gg-s will hold the horse on your porsche down, yeah
now the crib going up, that’s like a loft, i swear
b-tch back up
cause n-gg-s get the work, and they act up
and i just got a visa, hope it hits like a mack truck
shorty let me f-ck, she only been to the lab once
it’s blunts by the pool, f-ck it n-gg-, i’m racked up
do better little n-gg-, if you could, you would
i’m the reaper in the spot, and in the hood, i’m suge
she a skeevie, she a thot, go from hood to hood
know that b-tch, she the line if she look too good
she a baddie though
got the ratty though
send your addy hoe
i told the cabbie stay right here and hold on to the calico
kicked it for a while, and then i told her that i had to go
he said, ‘what happened?’, though
i told him ‘ she was talking marriage bro”

hook:
smoking dope, with my bros
and my gangstas, and some hoes, (issa gangsta road party)
what’s the code?
you don’t know?
shoot that f-ck boy at the door, (issa gangsta road party)
get my phone, send that call
call the papis for some more, (issa gangsta road party)
hit the road, b-tch let’s go
with my gangstas on the road, (issa gangsta road party)

second verse:
i, f-ck, b-tches by the twos
no i, f-ck, b-tches and they crews
wait she, tryn’, f-ck me while i snooze
wait that’s, your, wifey? you a loser
wait i, think, i just saw an op
so i, want, to spin this n-gg-‘s block
’cause i don’t like how this n-gg- look
so gltttt, blow, and then this n-gg- drop
and if you want smoke b-tch
guess what you could get
i won’t be talking ’bout weed
when the boy get pinched
i won’t be talking ’bout a pull
when the boy get hit
i won’t be talking ’bout a blunt
when the boy get clipped, p-ssy
i asked her
‘can you keep a secret? keep it on the low
please don’t tell your n-gg-, he don’t gotta know
’cause now the n-gg- tripping, he calling up my phone
like i love my baby mother, i’ll never let her go’

- ty benjamin

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