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bandgang lonnie bands - el chapo كلمات الأغنية

el chapo lyrics
[intro: bandgang lonnie bands]
(i hear you, jay c)
woo
n_gga talk that sh_t ’cause i live that sh_t, n_gga
your mans talk sh_t, then your mans get hit, n_gga
(mia jay c)
free 9k, n_gga
free stonewall, n_gga
huh, ayy, hey
hold on, n_gga

[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
if i send a blitz, that’s the old_school ravens
fifty_two shots, ray lewis when he came in
huh, when i throw this bullet, i’m the old peyton
huh, hold on, watch that boy chest cave in
huh, glock 18, it’s a fully, it hate waitin’
huh, mac 90 with a hundred, it keep shakin’
huh, three n_ggas, three dread_heads, look like jamaicans
huh, shh, finna leave them bloodclaats stankin’

[verse 2: joyrd dame & bandgang lonnie bands]
f_cked her off the percs, ooh, this b_tch think i’m satan (hey)
hit him with them hollows, leave a n_gga harlem shakin’ (hey)
popped him in his sh_t, he had the stick in his hand (hey)
y’all be coppin’ pleas, we be poppin’ y’all mans (facts)
b_tch, you ain’t on tip, so i’m f_ckin’ your friends (hey)
drum on the chop like i play in a band (hey, hey)
caught him in the mall so he catchin’ these hands (huh?)
sober when i k!ll, i ain’t poppin’ no xans
[verse 3: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, dame, why they wanna play with us ’cause we lightskinned?
huh, like this clip don’t look like a mic stand
huh, boy, we with all the shootin’, huh, and all the fightin’
like we won’t put the gun down and turn tyson
see, me, huh, i’m the knife, man, huh
you swing, i’ma hit you in your bicep
huh, walk up in your show, hit you and your hype man
my mans walk up on you slow, put one in your forehead
all you heard was, “ugh,” like we snowman
your boy one and done, you see his eyes rollin’?

[verse 4: the godfather]
you catch us in the club, you gon’ see that glock pokin’
i’m rollin’ with the hitman and all he know is blow sh_t
my brother get them ‘bows in and all he know is sell ’em
put them b_tches on the delta, h_ll no, we ain’t gon’ mail ’em
b_tch, we pourin’ out the brick, we ain’t even gotta measure
heard your mans got hit, tell ’em bring out them stretchers

[verse 5: joyrd dame & bandgang lonnie bands]
knocked your mans out, now that n_gga need some dentures (facts)
shoot him with the left hand like i’m derek fisher (facts)
n_ggas tryna beef ’cause i f_cked they big sister (hey)
put him on a sh_t bag and f_cked up his system
[verse 6: bandgang lonnie bands]
ain’t scared to play defense, huh, kawhi leonard, huh
get you hit in la by my piru bl!ck or somethin’
get your ass set up by some fine_ass strippers, huh
have boom, dame, huh, come and strip ’em

- bandgang lonnie bands

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