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Letra : Tragic
Gang
Gang
BlayGang
Gang
Brrt dat Brrt dat
Gang
If I do me a hit I start laughing, action
Run up on me it get tragic
Know we not bluffing , I clutch it, I blast it
Trapper be stuck on the backwoods
He say he a ooter
He say he a shooter
Please tell him get back, why he rapping (Nah)
Got chop in my [?] , [?]
I pick up a life for the basket ,F**k it we spinning through
Everybody in the whip got a grip, don't lack , don't trip
Yeah we running up on em
I can't beef with the eight, them n****s informants
Brodie said f**k it we on em' (Damn)
If you be with the opps , we not givin' no warnings
Word to my deads you be cautious (Damn)
I said f**k who I hit while I'm tossin', might just hit all em'
Back in the field I go RiRi, Back to thе field trynna catch me a PD
Smoochie shе buggin' , no cuffin' just eat me
F**k with the opps, b*t*h I'm catching a DV
That lil' b*t*h from the T's , just get on they knees
Don't worry lil baby we neeky
See the look in my eyes, the Woo got me high
Everybody keep telling me TP
If I spin , like a shark underwater
Like Nemo ,they hidin' , I'm yelling out Geezly
I can't take it no more, gotta stay with the chop
If I ever go back they won't free me
For this drill sh*t, b*t*h im a pro, I can't walk with no pole
Watch I up it , it's easy
I been buggin' , lil bro say they need me
he pushed me , he sellin' out fijis
UE got N***s active
B*t*h I can dance on some trappit
F**k it , I see it, I need it , I snatch it
Then give a thottie the backin'
B*t*h we the navy like we pistol packing
Choppas and bands in the mattress
Tweak off the Xan , B*t*h Im shooting it rapid
Tweak off the Xan , B*t*h Im shooting it rapid
Brodie gon' put him on fox five, Spin if they outside
F**k it we shootin' on camera
F**kin' with us tell em byebye
B*t*h we a threat, they keep saying they don't understand us
These n****s ain't never gon' learn
Been putting them through
Wait that boy lost his face when he ran up
F**k all the beef, get the breesh, get your bands up
(F**k all the beef, get the breesh, get your bands up)
If I do me a hit I start laughing, action
Run up on me it get tragic
Know we not bluffing , I clutch it, I blast it
Trapper be stuck on the backwoods
He say he a ooter
He say he a shooter
Please tell him get back, why he rapping (Nah)
Got chop in my [?] , [?]
I pick up a life for the basket
Blay Gang
Blay Gang
DOA Ave
Gang
BlayGang
Gang
Brrt dat Brrt dat
Gang
If I do me a hit I start laughing, action
Run up on me it get tragic
Know we not bluffing , I clutch it, I blast it
Trapper be stuck on the backwoods
He say he a ooter
He say he a shooter
Please tell him get back, why he rapping (Nah)
Got chop in my [?] , [?]
I pick up a life for the basket ,F**k it we spinning through
Everybody in the whip got a grip, don't lack , don't trip
Yeah we running up on em
I can't beef with the eight, them n****s informants
Brodie said f**k it we on em' (Damn)
If you be with the opps , we not givin' no warnings
Word to my deads you be cautious (Damn)
I said f**k who I hit while I'm tossin', might just hit all em'
Back in the field I go RiRi, Back to thе field trynna catch me a PD
Smoochie shе buggin' , no cuffin' just eat me
F**k with the opps, b*t*h I'm catching a DV
That lil' b*t*h from the T's , just get on they knees
Don't worry lil baby we neeky
See the look in my eyes, the Woo got me high
Everybody keep telling me TP
If I spin , like a shark underwater
Like Nemo ,they hidin' , I'm yelling out Geezly
I can't take it no more, gotta stay with the chop
If I ever go back they won't free me
For this drill sh*t, b*t*h im a pro, I can't walk with no pole
Watch I up it , it's easy
I been buggin' , lil bro say they need me
he pushed me , he sellin' out fijis
UE got N***s active
B*t*h I can dance on some trappit
F**k it , I see it, I need it , I snatch it
Then give a thottie the backin'
B*t*h we the navy like we pistol packing
Choppas and bands in the mattress
Tweak off the Xan , B*t*h Im shooting it rapid
Tweak off the Xan , B*t*h Im shooting it rapid
Brodie gon' put him on fox five, Spin if they outside
F**k it we shootin' on camera
F**kin' with us tell em byebye
B*t*h we a threat, they keep saying they don't understand us
These n****s ain't never gon' learn
Been putting them through
Wait that boy lost his face when he ran up
F**k all the beef, get the breesh, get your bands up
(F**k all the beef, get the breesh, get your bands up)
If I do me a hit I start laughing, action
Run up on me it get tragic
Know we not bluffing , I clutch it, I blast it
Trapper be stuck on the backwoods
He say he a ooter
He say he a shooter
Please tell him get back, why he rapping (Nah)
Got chop in my [?] , [?]
I pick up a life for the basket
Blay Gang
Blay Gang
DOA Ave
