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27reeves - dead gang كلمات أغنية

[intro: 27reeves]
(distorted nature)
what, what, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, what, what, what, what
(reeves, what the f_ck?)

[chorus: 27reeves]
west side 36420, yeah
everybody countin’ money but you nun’, bruh
smoke a whole d_mn tree, it feel like nun’, yeah
goin’ to the t in a week, say what’s up, yeah
if you try to f_ckin’ run it, you just gotta let me know
in the back, smokin’ gas, i’ma light it till i’m gone
i don’t really give a f_ck ’cause i’m just countin’ all this dough
b_tch, i’m reeves, b_tch, i’m up, and you gotta let it go, yeah

[verse 1: 27reeves]
rollin’ up them blunts, but i could never find a lighter
smokin’ on og, but that sh_t never got me higher
b_tch, i’m in the cut, the plug just served me richard pryor
like, shoutout downa mane, you know he got that emerald fire
no one in the area can touch me in any way
sellin’ out shows, but we was not gettin’ any pay
i remember the days when all my bruddas went super cray
but sh_t don’t feel the same no more, i moved out that f_ckin’ state
that’s real
[chorus: 27reeves]
west side 36420, yeah
everybody countin’ money but you nun’, bruh
smoke a whole d_mn tree, it feel like nun’, yeah
goin’ to the t in a week, say what’s up, yeah
if you try to f_ckin’ run it, you just gotta let me know
in the back, smokin’ gas, i’ma light it till i’m gone
i don’t really give a f_ck ’cause i’m just countin’ all this dough
b_tch, i’m reeves, b_tch, i’m up, and you gotta let it go, yeah

[verse 2: downer850]
hop in the whip, time to slide, b_tch
shawty be likin’ my vibe, b_tch
smoked me a j, now i’m high as sh_t
can’t n0body touch my grind, trick
stack up my paper like i was a teacher
you talk all that sh_t but you sit in the bleachers
dead gang, pourin’ wock with the reaper
everything that i’m droppin’ a heater
hit me up, mane, i’ll serve you a peck
want a half bow, that’s no less than a rack
yakistan sh_t, i ain’t from chiraq
spend me some money, then make it right back
you is a fake, you is so wack
i’m next up, you know that is a fact
finna hop off of this verse, that’s a wrap
stacking these plays, ’bout to go hit the trap
[chorus: 27reeves]
west side 36420, yeah
everybody countin’ money but you nun’, bruh
smoke a whole d_mn tree, it feel like nun’, yeah
goin’ to the t in a week, say what’s up, yeah
if you try to f_ckin’ run it, you just gotta let me know
in the back, smokin’ gas, i’ma light it till i’m gone
i don’t really give a f_ck ’cause i’m just countin’ all this dough
b_tch, i’m reeves, b_tch, i’m up, and you gotta let it go, yeah

- 27reeves

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