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Gang full of shooters, we'll pop shit Body bag any nigga on that opp shit Soft dub on the piece, you can't cop this Pillow talking', please stop with all that cop shit All that cuffing', please stop with all that cop shit Every city that I hit you know I'm locked in Thirty round, had to throw away the stock clip Dive in this funk headfirst, leave you topless Feel like Slick Rick, all these chains on I don't leave the house without my chains on Saving hoes, might as well put a cape on Nigga want funk, I ain't tripping' nigga, game on All this speaking on the gang getting' off the chain I'm tryna drop a body while y'all dropping' names All these niggas say they sliding' but they really ain't Hard body, ain't no bitch in my DNA Better ask around, I'm the nigga in these streets Big body sliding', yeah I'm really in these streets Gang gang, bitch, really throwing' up them B's Red Louis belt and it came with supreme Slide off the scope then we throw away the piece If the price right, Drippa throw away the P Glock with a pole, tryna blow away a geek Clip so long, this bitch hanging on my jeans Tryna funk for a name, y'all some clout chasers O.T, I hear niggas round my town hating All this shit goin' numb, got my town crazy Give a fuck about my ex, that bitch downgraded Niggas goin' broke tryna keep up Knee deep, I could never give these streets up Diamonds dancing', I'll never have my piece tucked Million dollar nigga, broke bitch ain't worth three bucks Whole lotta gang shit every time you see us Wanna fuck with gang but you niggas wanna be us Slide down your block with that chop, beat your street up Y'all ain't even on my level, nigga beast up Put a sucker in the ground, I'd love to Hit it from the back, I'd love to One night and nah, baby, I can't cuff you If you fuckin' with a snitch, I can't trust you If T.O said fuck you, then it's fuck you, bitch DaBoii said fuck you, then it's fuck you, bitch If G said fuck you, then it's fuck you No Nick Cannon, I'll show you what these drums do Never sneak diss, never tease shit If it's funk, I'ma leave it on some street shit Came in this world broke, I'ma leave rich Ninety-one up in the tank, this ain't no V6 Bands in my pants when I step in Bitch, I wouldn't shake your hand with my left hand A nigga reach for this chain, I'ma stretch him I'll hit your ass with this TEC like I'm reffing', bitch I'm that nigga, no question I'm that nigga with them diamonds that be dancing Ah, young nigga on his bag shit SOB, I'm that nigga talkin' cash shit, bitch I'm that nigga, no question I'm that nigga with them diamonds that be dancing Ah, young nigga on his bag shit Slimmy B, I'm that nigga talkin' cash shit, bitch
Writer(s): Juan Armando Zavala Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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