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bandgang - dirty mitten كلمات أغنية

[intro: bandgang paid will]
rip dada winning, n_gga
ayy

[verse 1: bandgang paid will]
take time, you just gotta grind
chase dollar signs ’cause these b_tches, they love wastin’ time
hit revive for some jeans and the weight a dime
playin’ ho games, that’s gon’ get a n_gga body found
only time you see a n_gga when it’s sunny out
can’t stick around, my gps on a money route
pockets on thousands, look like them b_tches jumpin’ out
the hoes y’all dream for, i f_ckin’ kick ’em out
rip dots, that’s in every rap
hustle hard, got a ‘bow in each and every trap
they f_cked up when they told me where the larry at
i just bought my plane ticket, i ain’t comin’ back, n_gga

[verse 2: bandgang biggs]
leanin’ off a four of my juice, i’m too high
went to sleep in june and woke up in july
f_cked up about dots, real n_ggas shouldn’t die
this sh_t i wanna do right now might get me knocked
what you know about stash spots hidden in socks?
can’t fit in socks no more, grind them b_tches to a box
get ’em in, break ’em down on the scale
make sure sixteen of ’em say twenty_eight o’clock
[verse 3: bandgang jizzle p]
been that since a youngin, fully focused in motion
well 12 about these n_ggas so that 40 is pokin’
talk ’bout watchin’ uncle real, i was taught everything
couple years passed, now it’s fiends copin’ from me
young n_gga only twenty with them badass whips
buffs white like jack frost and my neck is a brick
your neck is a brick? yeah, my neck is a brick
custom yellow gold, can’t no n_gga drop this b_tch
n_ggas ain’t f_ckin’ with me, let’s get that sh_t understood
lost white, cash black, sh_t, to show ’em what’s good
still trickin’ through the hood and worth a ticket myself
pull up on any bullsh_t and get your b_tch ass k!lled
second chain jizzle, don’t get it misunderstood
i bought another chain just to show my n_ggas what’s good
’cause they my only conflict, you other n_ggas is h_ll
eight bands worth of jewels, get it all by myself

[verse 4: bandgang javar]
young greedy n_ggas from the oven mitt
it be hot as f_ck on 96
but it get cold as f_ck in my mama crib
so i’d go through h_ll to pay my mama bills
mama hate the route i chose
we need food, don’t give a f_ck about the honor roll
went from ramen noodles to a dinner roll
still on the block, got my mama mad the dinner cold
havin’ smile count the blues ‘fore we hit the road
that sh_t boring, but it’s better when we count the pros
twenty_three the long way, count it on the floor
had to count the fives over ’cause the table broke
ask the fiends, had bars before i wrote a rap
thousand bars, i’m the reason all the heads connect
askin’ god why he took my n_ggas back to back
mind cloudy, i’ve been rollin’ ‘woods back to back
[verse 5: bandgang masoe]
it’s the sh_t i can’t believe and i can’t understand
like how these p_ssy n_ggas livin’ and they took my mans?
stressed out, so every ‘wood stuffed with two grams
me and dots been rockin’ out since before scams
a beast, p_ssy, that’s what they call us in the streets, n_gga
we takin’, different from bein’ a thief, n_gga
that weight, if you ain’t got it, talkin’ sh_t
bump a four plus a four, mouth cotton like sheep
it’s rules to the game, live long but not breakin’ ’em
throw ’em in your place, f_ck you, we ain’t takin’ ’em
narcs hit the crib, saw the bag but wasn’t shakin’ ’em
i’m goin’ the other way, with the plug buyin’, chasin’ ’em

[verse 6: bandgang lonnie bands & g.t.]
money right, bandgang tight, lookin’ checky
you ain’t gotta like the family, ayy, but, b_tch, you gon’ respect it
in my perspective, these n_ggas peasants
want me to put ’em on but i never met ’em
g code, the real streets ain’t got cheat codes
f_ck around, caught a heat stroke lettin’ that heat go
and we keep them meatloafs for them cheap hoes
rose strip you down for talkin’ down like he rico
only got two cars and i bet ’em pop
made that b_tch f_ck me too, that’s on my n_gga dots (ayy)
[verse 7: g.t.]
next trip, i’m in cali, out and cookie money
b_tch, i’m out here lookin’ for a plug with a book of money
i always hear about how n_ggas out here lookin’ for me
n_gga, shut your b_tch ass up, cuz took your money
same clothes for a week, i’m on the block dumpin’
you could raid this b_tch twice a week, you ain’t stop nothin’
i only hang around bosses and real n_ggas
and money make these hoes f_ck quick, even real sisters
you ain’t even got more money than my lil’ n_ggas
you should sign up for a cleanse and come jugg with ’em
we don’t give a f_ck how you get it, money blue and green
bro facetimed me last week countin’ a hundred g’s
n_gga

- bandgang

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