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Letra : G.A.N.G

Tory on the beat

This TEC is gonna blow like a whistle, ooh
Like monkey get caught in the middle, ooh
That .40 gon' feel like a missile, ooh
'Cause all of these hollows gon' hit you, ooh
I ain't smoked a opp in a minute, yeah
But all of my n***as still with it, yeah
We ain't for a store, we gon' get it, yeah
Like grocery store bags, we gon' get 'em, yeah
My gun, it brush kids, it be payin' sh*t
Got guap, I got more then a bank and sh*t
Got up so these n***as gon' hate and sh*t
Gon' sound like my n***as on skates and sh*t
Not a calendar so I can't date a b*t*h
I will f**k you but, nah, I can't stay and sh*t
Like a FUBU thesе hoes, they be fakin' sh*t
Thеres a bag on my head, come and claim that sh*t
I ain't aimin' for leg shots
Like my gun is a camera, need head shots
Like a Indian, chopper got red dots
Pockets fat, on my momma, got bread knots
Like a Backwoods, my n***as gon' roll up
Sleepin' bags 'cause you n***as gon' fold up
I want money, I can't do no hold ups
Think y'all know me, y'all n***as don't know nothin'

Ayy, G.A.N.G, we yellin', "Gang, gang"
T.A.K.E, my n***as stain, stain
B.A.N.G, them choppas bang bang
B.A.N.G, them choppas bang bang

And my brother said 'cam you can't lack though
He want beef then we run through the back door
Like a field trip, my n***as gon' pack though
Lay him flat then we hittin' them [?]
I can rap but can still hit them high notes
I went deep in that water with high hopes
'Bout to drown but then little did I know
Should have listened to mama and not gone

I'm so grateful for sh*t that I got
Everyday I'm thankin' God 'cause I could be punchin' a clock
But still keep a Glock 'cause I know n***as gon' plot
And b*t*h I'm not tryna get shot
Got n***as in school and I got n***as that rap
But all of my n***as gon' hustle
'Cause we want the loot, give me a hundred a [?]
Lil' n***a gon' make the stack double
They want my cookies, can't get in my jar
D' hit me up, said, "You gonna go far"
n***as act rich but be shoppin' at marks
Always be trappin' I worry 'bout Narc's
These n***as on d**ks, man, just come out the closet
I hop on a stage and these n***as applaudin'
Lil' n***a big ballin' but don't work for Spartans
Put n***as on hush when these benjis start talkin'

Ayy, G.A.N.G, we yellin', "Gang, gang"
T.A.K.E, my n***as stain, stain
B.A.N.G, them choppas bang bang
B.A.N.G, them choppas bang bang

And my brother said 'cam you can't lack though
He want beef then we run through the back door
Like a field trip, my n***as gon' pack though
Lay him flat then we hittin' them [?]
I can rap but can still hit them high notes
I went deep in that water with high hopes
'Bout to drown but then little did I know
Should have listened to mama and not gone

Ayy, G.A.N.G, we yellin', "Gang, gang"
T.A.K.E, my n***as stain, stain
B.A.N.G, them choppas bang bang
B.A.N.G, them choppas bang bang