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letra de g.a.n.g - ysn flow

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tory on the beat

oh, ohhh oh, oh oh ohh

(verse 1)
this tech is gonna blow like a whistle oou
like monkey get caught in the middle oou
that .40 gon feel like a missile oou
cause all of these halos gon hit you oou

i ain’t smoked a opp in a minute yea
but all of my n-ggas still wit it yea
we ain’t for a store we gon get it yea
like grocery store bags we gon get em yea

my gun it brush kids it be payin sh-t
got guap i got more then a bank and sh-t
got up so these n-ggas gon hate and sh-t
gon sound like my n-ggas on skates and sh-t

not a calendar so i can’t datе a b-tch
i will f-ck you but nah i can’t stay and sh-t
like a fabo these hoеs they be faking sh-t
theres a bag on my head come and claim that sh-t
i ain’t aiming for leg shots
like my gun is a camera need head shots
like a indian, chopper got red dots
pockets fat on my mama got bread knots

like a backwoods my n-ggas gon roll up
sleeping bags cause you n-ggas gon fold up
i want money i can’t do no hold ups
think y’all know me y’all n-ggas don’t know nun

(hook)
ay g.a.n.g we yelling gang gang
t.a.k.e my n-ggas stain stain
b.a.n.g them choppas bang bang
b.a.n.g them choppas bang bang

(verse 2)
and my brother said ‘cam you can’t lack tho’
he want beef then we run through the back door
like a field trip my n-ggas gon pack tho
lay him flat then we hitting them (?)

i can rap but can still hit them high notes
i went deep in that water with high hopes
bout to drown but then little did i know
should have listened to mama and not gone
i’m so grateful for sh-t that i got, everyday i’m thanking’ god cause i could be punching a clock

but still keep a glock, cause i know n-ggas gon plot and b-tch i’m not tryna get shot

got n-ggas in school, and i got n-ggas that rap but all of my n-ggas gon hustle

cause we want the loot, give me a hundred a (?) lil n-gga gon make the stack double

they want my cookies can’t get in my jar
d hit me up said ‘you gonna go far’
n-ggas act rich but be shopping at marks
always be trapping i worry bout narks

these n-ggas on d-cks man just come out the closet
i hop on a stage and these n-ggas applauding
lil n-gga big ballin but don’t work for spartans
put n-ggas on hush when these benjis start talking

(hook)
ay g.a.n.g we yelling gang gang
t.a.k.e my n-ggas stain stain
b.a.n.g them choppas bang bang
b.a.n.g them choppas bang bang

and my brother said ‘cam you can’t lack tho’
he want beef then we run through the back door
like a field trip mt n-ggas gon pack tho
lay him flat then we hitting them (?)
i can rap but can still hit them high notes
i went deep in that water with high hopes
bout to drown but then little did i know
should have listened to mama and not gone

(hook)
ay g.a.n.g we yelling gang gang
t.a.k.e my n-ggas stain stain
b.a.n.g them choppas bang bang
b.a.n.g them choppas bang bang

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