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Independence Day
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Rooga
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C'mon man I'm finna get back on that old Rooga sh*t Yeah, Scrapp Gang Free Beans Free Cleon You know the rest It's all fun in games till I let that ruger burst And they get you a shirt, and put you in dirt Keep the laundry clean, cause we doing dirt And ain't no such thing as shooting back Cause we blowing first And if you want any smoke Tell em slide on 58th St Steady been in blocks Boy we on our 58th street We hopping out, green laser Aiming where that face be And once you drop, walk up And give his ass a 8-piece And we 1 up, tell them pu**y n***as run up Boy you better pick the gun up And we ain't worried bout no n***a tryna come blow Cause we be out till the sun up I had to grind and do this sh*t the independent way When that trigger squeeze, it's gon' sound like Independence Day Trapping hard, fiends hit the line Cause I'm trapping hard Get out of line, that MAC'll spark And send his stupid ass to God And ain't no shooting out of car We walking up on n***as Ain't got no sympathy for yo homies, n***a f**k yo n***as Keep a .30 on me, no calendar Shoot the driver up, till he scratch it up When he crash it up, shoot the passenger And look at the score, and tell em add it up Y'all don't know how we move, n***a This .40, it'll go through two n***as f**k with real n***as, no fu n***as Them "already know what to do" n***as If you represent your gang, and you a real n***a Throw that sh*t up It ain't sh*t for me to break down a dead opp And roll that sh*t up Last night, we went opp shopping And we tore that b*t*h up If I had a bomb, n***as know That I'll blow that b*t*h up It ain't sh*t for me to up bacon And let that Glock blow If you ain't tryna get money or shoot f**k you out here on the block for Better dodge me like a pothole Scope his ass from the top floor If he want beef, hit up MOB Send a couple shells at his taco Have killas all at the front door Waiting on him just to unload When that gun blow, it's a gun show That b*t*h sound like a drumroll When that semi-automatic pump fold That's a f**kin' round with a dumb hoe Aye, Scrapp Gang I got n***as in the system doing time for this sh*t Had to get to the money, got no time for a b*t*h Cause I'm trying to get rich, I gotta grind for this sh*t Used to rob and hit licks to put a shine to my wrist Now all I f**k with is killas and they running loose And I'm strapped with that tool, you can make the news Got folks in the back strapped, so don't front yo move When I point the move, you gon think I had a point to prove We got 50 shots, ain't no running from these choppa shells And we Hemi'd up, just in case we gotta bail And we gon celebrate, cause we got a kill Now them pu**y ass n***as don't know how to feel If you represent your gang, and you a real n***a Throw that sh*t up It ain't sh*t for me to break down a dead opp And roll that sh*t up Last night, we went opp shopping And we tore that b*t*h up If I had a bomb, n***as know That I'll blow that b*t*h up
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