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letra de whole thang (remix) [og] - unotheactivist

[intro]
shout-out my n-gga dj nick
the [?] gang
n-gga, you know i’m talkin’ bout a$ap
(i got too many hoes callin’ me, you know i’m sayin’?)
man, i see you [?] diego
we out here n-gga, kream clique gang, n-gga
h-town n-gga, to [?]
(real street sh-t, man)
real n-ggas doing real things, n-gga
(i don’t even f-ck with n-ggas, you know)
(on some street sh-t, you feel me?)
f-ck with me, [?]
(i can’t trust these n-ggas)
kream clique, gang, bang! (uno)
cash!
you already know, n-gga
money bags, n-gga
money bags, n-gga

[chorus: unotheactivist]
no, we cannot hang if you a stain
what you want, the re-rock or you want the whole thing?
can’t f-ck with johnny dang, he charge me a whole thing
said she want a bag and she want my whole name
nah, they can’t contain, all my n-ggas throwin’ sets up
i ain’t with the flex, all my n-ggas holdin’ tecs up
no, we don’t lеt up
p-ssy gon’ get wet up
f-ckin’ on your momma like n-gga don’t gеt wet (dj nick)
don’t be set up
[verse 1: unotheactivist]
f-ck n-gga, know what’s good, ayy
f-ck n-gga, know what’s good
don’t be runnin’ up in my hood if none of y’all face card good
nine boy on gas
boy, y’all blowin’ backwoods
all of my n-ggas grown boy
all of them tote semi-automatic too

[verse 2: playboi carti]
i whip that white, that kurt cobain
i can’t feel my face
a designer belt my waist
b-tch, pick up your face
b-tch, come give me face
diamonds prancin’ on me
all my diamonds dimmed the place
told that b-tch to give me face, yeah
pull up in my bentley coupe ’cause i needed more sp-ce
f-cked her in my bentley coupe and came all on her face
xan’ my lemonade, now feel like i’m in sp-ce
yeah, i feel like i’m in sp-ce

[verse 3: unotheactivist]
my tommy hilfigers
burberry my linen
got these b-tches switchin’ on they n-gga for this n-gga
they hate for no reason, ruger leave a n-gga breathless
b-tch, i carry sh-lls by the box like some adidas
say you know this n-gga
i don’t know this n-gga
i pull up on this n-gga, get to bustin’ on this n-gga
said i’m up, up on this n-gga, ayy
tough love for my n-gga, ayy
boof pack burn my finger, d-mn (dj nick)
and that’s my trigger finger ([?])
[chorus: unotheactivist]
no, we cannot hang if you a stain
what you want, the re-rock, or you want the whole thing?
can’t f-ck with johnny dang, he charge me a whole thing
said she want a bag and she want my whole name
nah, they can’t contain, all my n-ggas throwin’ sets up
i ain’t with the flex, all my n-ggas holdin’ tecs up
no, we don’t let up, p-ssy gon’ get wet up
f-ckin’ on your momma like n-gga don’t get wet, don’t be set up

[verse 4: maxo kream]
frilly n-ggas, y’all can’t hang
eleven-trey-seven i claim
xd with the beam for the aim
mossberg rearrange your whole frame
my young n-ggas o-dog insane
leave your ass how the crips did caine
tryna rob me, you done lost your d-mn mind
got a better chance fightin’ lions in the wild
put a hole in your heart like you smokin’ black and milds, worked up
pop a couple xans then crack a smile
no peace treaty, i don’t ever squash beef
my gun got extensions like a black girl’s weave
hit johnny dang and my t–th full of chief
i’m with johnny cage, gym kicks on my feet
speed bump like poles, n-ggas in streets better call
got codeine diamonds with me
heard this n-gga snitchin’
yeah, this n-gga snitchin’
he got caught with them pigeons
and he got out, no convictions
uno go and get ’em
people with ’em then we k!ll ’em
two bricks on my for my grill
i went and flooded out my wisdom
you don’t know me, n-gga, i don’t look familiar
he heard i got that work, well, n-gga, how you figure?
i’m maxo kream to you but in the swat i’m trigga
and when i move the work i do it like matilda
[chorus: unotheactivist]
no, we cannot hang if you a stain
what you want, the re-rock, or you want the whole thing?
can’t f-ck with johnny dang, he charge me a whole thing
said she want a bag and she want my whole name
nah, they can’t contain, all my n-ggas throwin’ sets up
i ain’t with the flex, all my n-ggas holdin’ tecs up
no, we don’t let up, p-ssy gon’ get wet up
f-ckin’ on your momma like n-gga don’t get wet, don’t be set up

- unotheactivist

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