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bandgang javar & bandgang biggs - in the field كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(mia jay c)

[verse 1: bandgang javar]
should buy a soup kitchen, i made sure my n_ggas ate (bandman)
you ain’t got no chicken, that’s a lil’ vibration plate (lame)
i got old cheese, my old refrigerator stink
hundred_dollar eighths and sugarcoats, this ain’t no f_ckin’ bape
poodie up eight hundred, spent a hundred on three lawyers
if he don’t beat his case, he doin’ thirty and a quarter
my lawyer told me i should fall back, i ignored her
we just made more paper than a book club at borders (bandgang)
i don’t give a f_ck about rap
add twenty to the stash when this rental get back
i’d charge you five thousand just to featurе on a track
you’d make more goin’ half with me on thе pack
i make more at home, can’t do a show unless they got ten
ladies free before ten, that’s probably how these p_ssies got in
you know my clumsy ass ain’t leave with sh_t i brought in
so even then, i still don’t be makin’ what i put in

[verse 2: the godfather]
young n_gga made it off the block drug dealin’ (yeah)
i get anything i want off a call, plug send it
hit his jaw with the glock, send his ass to the dentist
pull up, drop a hundred on him, give him somethin’ to remember
say that snow finna fall, but my run never stop
gotta jam that b_tch once to make the credit card pop (you gotta jam the card)
when it hit the brick twice to scr_pe the extras out the pot
was my third time this month, i shot a n_gga with this chop
what you know about them long nights drivin’ on the road? (yeah)
you gotta take the back route so you ain’t gotta pay the toll
they gave my n_gga all that time, he don’t know when he comin’ home
i seen my dog turned rat, that’s why i do this sh_t alone
[verse 3: bandgang biggs]
i’m a big bag copper, saks fifth shopper (yop)
punchin’ up these numbers ’cause them bands back poppin’ (come on, now)
no sock rockin’, big balencis feel like stockings
your b_tch steady slobbin’ ’cause these white buffs shinin’
i should go to vlife and leave my pockets in that b_tch
know i snuck that glock in here ’cause all my opps be in that b_tch
i’m leanin’ off a four, that’s why i’m movin’ kind of slow
did half a million on the road
you steady beefin’ over hoes (lame), stay on your toes

[verse 4: glockboyz teejaee]
done sn_tchin’ chains, we takin’ n_ggas’ souls
they think i’m f_ckin’ all the strippers how i get in with my pole
tryna get in to sell that p_ssy, this ho tryna get some phones
if you love me, baby, set an opp up for me, then we on, n_gga
nowadays, we gettin’ rich off ‘bows (gettin’ rich off ‘bows)
but if she got her rails, i still send her to rolls
good sparkin’, windows bustin’, look at your mans, he probably gone
bright ones took your ass with him, this all happened ’cause you froze, n_gga
we the youngins, richest k!llin’_ass n_ggas in the city
i’m finger rollin’ just like magic, they thought i had a switchy
she know my n_ggas shot her brother, but she don’t say it to me
they call us opps, but she’s still tryna give that head to me (tryna give that head to me)

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