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letra de stretch gang - yungeen ace

ooh (ayy, atk sh-t)
on gang

choppas be rangin’ on y’all block
b-tch it’s up in smoke with everybody (smoke with everybody)
i don’t give a f-ck who outside, we k!llin’ everybody (we k!llin’)
hangin’ out the spot we got the drac’, we got the top down
i seen that sh-t in hd, he ran a opp down
red dot (red dot), i call the blitz that’s a head shot (head shot)
that lil’ boy was talkin’ sh-t and now he dead now (dead now)
menace to society, i profile and catch a body
n-ggas tweakin’ on the net but they ain’t ’bout it (they ain’t ’bout it)
i move in silence, suicidal, i’ma slide a n-gga down
f-ck his mama, i don’t give a f-ck they still wylin’ (still wylin’)
they say i’m crazy drop the bodies in the pavement
k!ller gets step on them boys, that’s the only thing that keeps me smilin’
scotty too hotty he got bodies, all he really know is violence
know it’s another murda scene we out slidin’ (let me hit that sh-t)
choppa beatin’, eatin’ a n-gga face no you won’t survive
these n-ggas they hide they don’t pop out, b-tch we outside
k!llers on the lurk put his face up in the dirt
bend the block when we swervin’
left his body on the curb (come here)
atk searchin’ for his soul like where it’s at
n-gga talkin’ on the ‘gram i told him to pull up where he at
he got shot inside his body he ain’t need to wear no vest
he got buss up side his sh-t, n-gga died where he at
(oh, you think it’s a game?)
hop out with that tech we stretch gang sh-t
oh, we ain’t f-ckin’ with that n-gga if he ain’t gang b-tch (if he ain’t gang btich)
the whole team they done hit, that ho a gang b-tch (that ho a gang b-tch)
sloppy toppy she done sucked the whole gang b-tch (she do the gang b-tch)
crazy k came rollin’ off the perky hit the k!ll switch (crazy k)
b-tch i’m the real don dada you know i ain’t the one to play with
red dot (red dot), i call the blitz that’s a head shot (head shot)
that lil’ boy was talkin’ sh-t and now he dead now (dead now)
menace to society, i profile and catch a body
n-ggas tweakin’ on the net but they ain’t ’bout it (they ain’t ’bout it)
i move in silence, suicidal, i’ma slide a n-gga down
f-ck his mama, i don’t give a f-ck they still wylin’ (still wylin’)
they say i’m crazy drop the bodies in the pavement
k!ller gets step on them boys, that’s the only thing that keeps me smilin’

- yungeen ace

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