Correction Paroles Gang Time par Icewear Vezzo

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Antt did the track
Drank God, ayy, ayy
BeatGang (Nigga)
Run it up, nigga
Three hundred on me
All slips, nigga, ayy, what? Ayy (Iced Up Records), yeah

Drakey in my lap, all extras in it, ayy (Yeah)
You can check the sack, ain't no testers in it, yeah (Ain't no testers)
Walk up in the, tuh, I might bless them bitches (For real)
I just caught a body on the 6, I'm on Dexter with it (Facts)
Hit that dog with that fetti, it's gon' turn 'round, nigga (It's gon' turn around)
I just left a ten on the turn-around (On the turn-around)
If it ain't ten for a show, I'm gon' turn it down (Bitch)
Pussy nigga playin' with that pape', I'ma burn him down, yeah (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
Bust Skydweller, paid a sixty for it (Did the dance)
These two chains 'round my neck, paid a bricky for it, nigga (Alright)
Always in the field, that's on Crip, we goin' (Crip)
Niggas always turnin' into hoes, they got mixed emotions, huh (These niggas pussy)
Wocky with the Tech, I might mix the potion, huh
Water on my neck like I'm in the ocean, huh
I'll drive that Wraith like I'm in a Focus (Skrrt)
Bitch, we only aimin' for the head, we ain't hittin' shoulders, ugh

Yeah, I'm on gang time (Yeah)
Nigga, I'm on gang time (What?)
Yeah, bitch, I'm on gang time (Yeah)
Still with the same set, I don't change sides
Ugh, nigga, I'm a gang member (Gang member)
Yeah, I'm a gang member (What up, nigga?)
Ayy, bitch, I'm a gang member (What up, nigga?)
Still with the same niggas, I don't change members, ugh

Hey, bend a left, there go the suckers, blood, we on them niggas
Why you ain't chase 'em down for runnin'? Fuck is wrong with niggas?
You ain't from the place you say if we don't know you niggas
If you ain't up there with my rank, I'm lil' bro-ing niggas
Attempted murder ain't a murder, you was 'posed to kill him
They confiscated what I love, bitch, you don't know the feeling
I copped the coupe and told the dealers I don't want the ceiling
And I could tell by how you hustle you don't want a million
You know we overlook the losses 'cause we bosses now
I put him on, it broke my heart that he ain't talk him down
Just got off tour, it ain't the same without my dawgs around
Twenty years for manslaughter, try and talk him down
I couldn't sleep, I had a dream the suckers walked me down
The homie snitched, we wrote him up after we dogged him out
Sacrificin' for the squad, that's what it's all about
'Til you need bail and gotta sacrifice your mama house

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