Correction Paroles Gang Gang par Freestyle

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Ayy, roll up a backwood and face it
Don’t want yo’ pu**y I can’t chase it
Don’t f**k with n***as I’m feelin racist
Pop up out the cut, n***a I’m shady
Shut the f**k up, who gon make me?
And we got dope like the 80s
Pull the guns out n***as start duckin
-Who put this thing together!? ME!
Ayy, and my chopper gon buck em
And my chopper gon f**k em
And this SK , it’s gon crush em
Pass me the ball I’m gon dunk it
You tryna keep up like Tim Duncan
Hoe shut the f**k up, keep suckin
Don’t distract me when I’m countin money
I just want them blueface hunnits
I know that you can relate
So give me everything on yo plate
We spin his block with no license plate
Do a drive by then do the race
I’ma count it up, throw it in yo face
Bronem shot a undercover Jake
Let me shut up fore they pin a case
Ayy, and we bought all the lean in the f**king city
None of these n***as is f**kin with me
Hit him with a SK and a Semi
Pull up on yo block in a f**kin Hemi
I be sippin lean I ain’t sippin henny
Just popped a perc now I’m feelin itchy
Ayy, Gang!
Ayy, I just kicked inside his trap house
And I brought the Macs out
I’m finna blow yo scalp off
I’m sippin on this lean but I do not got a damn cough
I’m with my gang and we posted in the damn loft
Don’t f**k with none these n***as, cause these n***as be so damn soft
I pull up in that Vroom! (vroom! vroom! vroom!) you can hear the exhaust
Don’t give a f**k about how you feel I’m running my bands up
I pull up in that Benze truck and now she open her legs up
Ayy bans, I’m addicted to counting guap
I’m addicted to sippin Wock, drinkin that sh*t till my heart stop
Think about you and roll it up (bans!)
(..and she like how I say glahhh)

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