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3zzy & rio da yung og - gang in here كلمات الأغنية

[intro: 3zzy]
it’s the gang in here, gang in here, n_gga
(too raw)
b_tch

[verse 1: 3zzy]
big pole, ayy, to knock a n_gga down
n_ggas clowns, hit him with fifty ’cause that’s a hundred round
tie a brick on his leg, watch a n_gga drown
heard they got a trace on the case, f_ck it, i’m headin’ south
i don’t like to flock with these n_ggas, n_ggas be motormouth
i ain’t gon’ lie, when i flock, baby, i’m in and out
stitched_lip crippin’, if i get caught, then i don’t know nothin’
i’ma— with a whole hundred
i’ma leave it in they hood ’cause n_ggas know we good
young n_gga done had more hoes, baby, than tiger woods
ray j on gang gang, i wish a n_gga would
reach for these’ll have more blessings, n_gga, than jеsus piece
yeah, b_tch, wе in the house and scope it out
but i ain’t even trippin’ ’cause i already know what my locs about
i told my n_ggas quick, i need the gold, man, we in and out
i hit the fence and do my sh_t, we all go a different route
couple weeks pass, i buy an ar and a mac
a cool whip, some fly ’fits, and i’ma still have some racks
he tried to run, yell out, “ricky,” and hit his back
he tried to run, yell out, “ricky,” and hit his back
[verse 2: lou gram]
i’m really havin’ that sh_t by the way (big lou)
thousand ones, watch them b_tches fly away (a band)
i been pourin’ up eights, ask ray (ask babyface)
get love in the bay like mac dre (bay)
wockhardt, this a thousand_dollar cream soda
i’m up real dog sh_t, i put that on soda (r.i.p. soda)
i’ma need your lil’ stash if you knock it over (real talk)
i’ma be a millionaire, n_gga, i’ma show you (big lou)
in my closet, it’s all kind of drip (drip)
see me out, just know i got a stick (40)
lose your life, you ain’t ’bout to rob sh_t (never)
k!ll yourself, you think about takin’ my sh_t
i catch flights, i’m hardly in the city (yeah)
just on drank, i done blew a buck_fifty (wocky)
rich as f_ck, i could buy ten kidneys (ten)
on a different time when your watch worth fifty (lou gram)

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
i was just plain jane, now my watch cost sixty
drum in the 23, i’ll drop off fifty
ridin’ down 8 mile in a soft_top bentley
still’ll hit the greyhound with a knockoff bricky
servin’ fake dope, look like a brick, but it’s a replica
thirty hangin’ off my hip, ‘nother strap in the ethikas
on my way to the south side to serve jessica
i ain’t f_ck her, but she gettin’ hit dope, i be stretchin’ her
i ain’t never cut drank ’cause i drink big
hundred million dollars is the goal, gotta think big
sittin’ back with mike like, “d_mn, look what we did?”
two years ago, we ain’t even think we’d leave flint
now we on rodeo drive in a lam’ truck
every three or four days, i put a hundred bands up
that’s off rap, but i’ll still chop a hundred grams up
talkin’ business on the twelve, sellin’ dope off a samsung
[outro]
(too raw)

- 3zzy rio da yung og

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