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letra de gone - wlatt boyz

[intro: dizzle]
lah! lah! come on, man
you know i’m back at this sh-t again, man, what?!
yo spin around, spin around

[chorus: dizzle & fm]
nina be wozzlin’ (wozzlin’)
.357 rubber grip (rubber grip)
run up on him bun his skin (bun his skin)
tear his face, yeah we did, uh
and gone (gone)
i’m sellin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
i’m droppin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
posted better have your gun, ah (bah, bah, bah!)
nina be wozzlin’ (wozzlin’)
.357 rubber grip (rubber grip)
run up on him bun his skin (bun his skin)
tear his face, yeah we did, uh
and gone (gone)
i’m sellin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
i’m droppin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
posted better have your gun, ah (bah, bah, bah!)

[verse 1: dizzle]
xd pippen
oops i meant scottie pippen
take his face, yeah you know that we did it
if i’m on the block i forеver stay griping
this sh-t so got, i love the gamе
2 hammers on my waist, but i ain’t max payne
haha, let’s go to the lane
caught that p-ssy at the [?] should’ve went to his brain
white chalk, yellow tape
pull up, do a n-gga broad day
[chorus: dizzle & fm]
nina be wozzlin’ (wozzlin’)
.357 rubber grip (rubber grip)
run up on him bun his skin (bun his skin)
tear his face, yeah we did, uh
and gone (gone)
i’m sellin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
i’m droppin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
posted better have your gun, ah (bah, bah, bah!)
nina be wozzlin’ (wozzlin’)
.357 rubber grip (rubber grip)
run up on him bun his skin (bun his skin)
tear his face, yeah we did, uh
and gone (gone)
i’m sellin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
i’m droppin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
posted better have your gun, ah (bah, bah, bah!)

[verse 2: fm]
i’ve been in the kitchen whippin’
boy i was up in your mama’s kitchen
should’ve stayed inside, should’ve listened
i am lethal with the smithen
i am a problem that you cannot solve
i bring an extra clip, i do not revolve
i’m in the trap serving raw
b-tch the gang ain’t gon’ f-ck you raw
i bring the jimmy, uh
i bring a magnum
balency’s on my feet i’m braggin’
i don’t need n-ggas to hang, my clip be hanging
we gang banging
[chorus: dizzle & fm]
nina be wozzlin’ (wozzlin’)
.357 rubber grip (rubber grip)
run up on him bun his skin (bun his skin)
tear his face, yeah we did, uh
and gone (gone)
i’m sellin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
i’m droppin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
posted better have your gun, ah (bah, bah, bah!)
nina be wozzlin’ (wozzlin’)
.357 rubber grip (rubber grip)
run up on him bun his skin (bun his skin)
tear his face, yeah we did, uh
and gone (gone)
i’m sellin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
i’m droppin’ packs at yonge (and what?!)
posted better have your gun, ah (bah, bah, bah!)

- wlatt boyz

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