CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Where Did You Go
Where did you go, go
Where did she go, go
(Tell 'em, 3quinox)
Gang, yeah, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, yeah, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Gang, gang
We looking for opps, like where did you go
Once I tag him, then I'm shootin' his bro
3-1 like 'Bron, we upping the score
Hit him drop dead, then we shooting the floor
She loving on me, giving X's and O's
We touching yo' ex like we tagging the ho
X him out the picture, his body got o's
Guess you could say we put a tac on his toe
We hittin' a drill like, "Is you ready for real?"
He talk on my gang, we pop him like a pill
I'm sippin' on Wock' I'm crackin' off the seal
We make big money, counting up the bills
Aye, shoutout to Luisss, shit been getting real
I got all these diamonds
They shine on my neck and they watery like they dancing with the seals, R.I.P
N***as talking down, they gon' D-I-E
Shout out to Chris, we got blood on the leaves
Feel like I'm Juice, I got blood on my jeans
Put red on your shirt, I'm not talking Supreme
They calling me Freddy, you better not sleep
Im crippin' like [?] in yo street
When I beck out the G-Lock, yeah, he better move
You never been in my shoes
Never did it to me, but I did it to you
You got hit with the Mac-11 and the 2
When I back out the stick, better duck
Feel like Ken Car$on with the tool, I'm clutch
Try me n***a, you gon' try one of us
Scott and Tdoug, yeah, they rollin' a blunt
Choppa singing like [?]
You would never try me, you would never pull up to the show
Uh, yeah
We got 'em running, like where he go
Put him in the sky like a damn eagle
He don't got no money, like damn, he broke (Damn)
Like 1500, we steppin' on necks
No Nike, bitch, I gotta Tech
Glock on my side and this shit go blatt (Okay)
New Hellcat with a [?]
Got a new opp pack like the bag is gone
I got a shooter from back to the front
Graah, Graah, Fah, Fah we on the hunt
I'm with the gang and we slide with a mac
No Pokémon, n***a we turn him to Ash
He see the Glock and he turn into Flash
Shot in his hip, and this shot finna blast
Fuck it that n***a capping [?], bugging we finna slide with a ghat, gun it
I turn that ho to a center, bitch I'm a vet and that boy a beginner
1500, eating [?] for dinner
You want the smoke, then we getting it with you
That bitch a [?] she taking a picture
Run up on me n***a what is your issue
Where did she go, go
(Tell 'em, 3quinox)
Gang, yeah, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, yeah, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Gang, gang
We looking for opps, like where did you go
Once I tag him, then I'm shootin' his bro
3-1 like 'Bron, we upping the score
Hit him drop dead, then we shooting the floor
She loving on me, giving X's and O's
We touching yo' ex like we tagging the ho
X him out the picture, his body got o's
Guess you could say we put a tac on his toe
We hittin' a drill like, "Is you ready for real?"
He talk on my gang, we pop him like a pill
I'm sippin' on Wock' I'm crackin' off the seal
We make big money, counting up the bills
Aye, shoutout to Luisss, shit been getting real
I got all these diamonds
They shine on my neck and they watery like they dancing with the seals, R.I.P
N***as talking down, they gon' D-I-E
Shout out to Chris, we got blood on the leaves
Feel like I'm Juice, I got blood on my jeans
Put red on your shirt, I'm not talking Supreme
They calling me Freddy, you better not sleep
Im crippin' like [?] in yo street
When I beck out the G-Lock, yeah, he better move
You never been in my shoes
Never did it to me, but I did it to you
You got hit with the Mac-11 and the 2
When I back out the stick, better duck
Feel like Ken Car$on with the tool, I'm clutch
Try me n***a, you gon' try one of us
Scott and Tdoug, yeah, they rollin' a blunt
Choppa singing like [?]
You would never try me, you would never pull up to the show
Uh, yeah
We got 'em running, like where he go
Put him in the sky like a damn eagle
He don't got no money, like damn, he broke (Damn)
Like 1500, we steppin' on necks
No Nike, bitch, I gotta Tech
Glock on my side and this shit go blatt (Okay)
New Hellcat with a [?]
Got a new opp pack like the bag is gone
I got a shooter from back to the front
Graah, Graah, Fah, Fah we on the hunt
I'm with the gang and we slide with a mac
No Pokémon, n***a we turn him to Ash
He see the Glock and he turn into Flash
Shot in his hip, and this shot finna blast
Fuck it that n***a capping [?], bugging we finna slide with a ghat, gun it
I turn that ho to a center, bitch I'm a vet and that boy a beginner
1500, eating [?] for dinner
You want the smoke, then we getting it with you
That bitch a [?] she taking a picture
Run up on me n***a what is your issue
