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bandgang lonnie bands & bandgang javar – wrong with me كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]

turned down another deal, hey
f_ck wrong with me
i just left fairfax with a pole with me
i just left [?] with a real hoe with me
real hit man, worth a mill dawg
before i ever did a scam, i sold some pills dawg
i’m a real artist, my dawgs k!ll though
you better chill, bruh

[verse 2: bandgang javar]

i just took another hit
what’s wrong with me?
glizzy on my hip, i’ll take a n_gga soul with it
choppa get to singing n_ggas songs, keyshia cole with it
wake up, brush my t__th, wash my face and grab my pole, n_gga
way before [?] got off parole, he kept a pole with him
glock 27, you know we love them 4_0’s, n_gga
while we was sn_tchin’ glasses, y’all was doing the heel toe
n_ggas ain’t no opps, n_ggas just some real hoes

[verse 3: shredgang mone]

i just bought a new rollie
f_ck wrong with me?
jackboys hit the party, taking jewelry from these hoe n_ggas
i’m too yellow and skinny not to have a big pole with me
one man army, shoot the glizzy like i’m kobe
choppa get to kickin’ n_ggas, that’s jack chan
and i keep breaking these b_tches, i can’t stop getting them backends
let the choppa speak, these p_ssy n_ggas better act dead
two hundred shots, ridin’ when we came in with savages
[verse 4: bandgang lonnie bands]

my n_gga still taking sh_t
man what’s wrong with him?
and your man shootin’ in the air, he brought a drum with him
come get a big ass circle in that vlone, n_gga
f_ck y’all rap n_ggas, i got my own n_ggas
your dawg coulda had a body, but he froze, n_gga
n_ggas hate my ttl n_ggas, they hoes, n_gga
lay on that floor, n_gga, huh
gimme that gold, n_gga, huh
or you get smoked, n_gga, huh

[verse 5: hp jrock]

big 4_0 with me, it stay by my side
call up [?], i know he gon be the first to slide
i be searchin’ for the opps, where them n_ggas hidin’?
we the reason that them n_ggas never come outside
don’t get hit with this glock, it ain’t no comin’ back
we really lookin’ for the opps ’cause this sh_t more than rap
hop out on a p_ssy ass n_gga, “gimme that”
n_ggas callin’ for they sh_t but they can’t get it back
choppa get to kickin’ n_ggas round, feel like bruce lee
and that b_tch got a 100 rounds, can shoot a movie
they don’t want no smoke with us ’cause these n_ggas coochie
[?] got my neck iced up, i feel like gucci
and my pockets filled up with paper, ain’t talkin’ loose leaves
[verse 7: tto javi]

i ain’t talkin’ ’bout construction paper, i got blue sheets
like a dyk_, i gotta take the strap to get some coochie
i don’t feel safe danglin’ 20 g’s around no groupies
i smell p_ssy
i took dawg sh_t, made him strip bare booty
he been twitter thuggin’ ever since, dawg goofy
still be at the corner off of mark twain, why you ain’t shoot me?
the feds ain’t thinkin’ ’bout you, you ain’t touch 50
every time i leave the house, the narcs f_ck with me
off_white hoodie cost 650
but i’m pushin’, really i ain’t pay one penny
7.62’s hit him, he gon be like “huh?”
detectives ask me ’bout the shootin’, imma be like “huh?”
when my lawyer get me off, they gon be like “huh?”
while i’m in the foreign laughin’ like “hahahaha”
bandgang

- bandgang lonnie bands bandgang javar

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