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bandgang biggs - ykwtfgo كلمات أغنية

[intro: bandgang biggs]
ayy
you know what the f_ck goin’ on, n_gga, yeah
come on now
(rado)
ayy

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
spicy lil’ b_tch got a mouth on her too
suck d_ck like she eatin’ out a bowl of hot stew
i ain’t gon’ lie, she got an ass on her too
pulled up on her in the ‘vette, she had to ask where the roof? (skrrt, skrrt)
flashy_ass n_gga, all these diamonds on my neck (ice, ice)
if she don’t f_ck off the charisma, she gon’ f_ck me for a check (yeah)
get her to the room and i’m beatin’ out her back (yeah)
skeet_skeet in her tracks, i ain’t eatin’ on no cat (ayy)
hoppin’ in the shower (b_tch), washin’ off the sweat (b_tch)
right back to the check, b_tch, i gotta go collect (i’m gone)
hope you got a n_gga, ’cause he ain’t gotta sweat (at all)
’cause right after we finish, b_tch, i’m onto the next (yeah)
i’m a dog with this sh_t, but don’t call me snoop (yeah, don’t call me snoop)
not a fraud with this sh_t, b_tch, i’m living proof (b_tch, i’m living proof)
you don’t know what’s goin’ on, you better get a clue (you better get a clue)
i be d_gg_n’ hoes out, don’t get this sh_t confused (yeah, n_gga), n_gga

[verse 2: the big homie]
yop
mmm
when they p_ss me off, they make me mad, i get to trippin’, huh?
i don’t need no pills, but i be poppin’ sh_t
finally got the loc’ on the opp, it’s time to pop my sh_t
you about myself ’cause when it go down, you see who really bent
n_gga freeze up, now i think he 12, might have to smoke the kid
he got hit in his baby mama car, can’t see his kids again
n_ggas do or die, he don’t think like that, so why you come outside?
don’t show no longer so it ain’t last, n_gga dead on arrival
certified tweaker sh_t, i know the n_gga act just off his lies
she a tweaker, she said i don’t give her the glock, then give her the chop
mmm, yop
[verse 3: the godfather & onfully]
she gon’ f_ck around, get busy with the glock
ain’t gon’ stop shootin’ this n_gga ’til i see his head pop
free mills, he was shootin’ n_ggas on camera, got him locked
my tae called, say he got a plug, we connected dots
rip my n_gga dots, shot his ass so fast, i made him drop the glock
when that fully chop get to shootin’, you can’t hear a sound
told bro if that n_gga move, just gun him down
he on the floor, here’s a celebration (shee), we finna pour

[verse 4: onfully]
catch him on the court, shoot that b_tch like steve nash (baow)
in that fast thing poppin’ out, we ain’t speedin’ past
think this sh_t pollution, in the street we left his ass
got his goofy ass zipped up, that’s a body bag (n_gga dead)
b_tch said i put in work, call her restitution
see you in the club tryna party, you ain’t leavin’, stupid
7.62s hit his ass, i ain’t filled with [?]
izzo wayne got his watch ’cause a n_gga took it
doin’ this and that, why your ass ain’t provin’ it?
smoked him on the grass, now his mama in there losin’ it (shee, oh my god)
if you comin’ with the right price, i’ma move this sh_t
you n_ggas stay in the ‘burbs, that’s that foolish sh_t

- bandgang biggs

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