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bandgang - respect كلمات الأغنية

[intro : banggang paidwill ]
yeah these niggas better put some motherf-ckin’ respect on our name nigga. big money bandgang. know dada winnin
rip dada winnin

[verse 1 : banggang paid will]
knew my time was comin’ i just had to wait
came up overnight from f-ckin’ with the weight
if a nigga owe me a penny let him meet the k
my brother sittin’ in the cell, i pray he beat the case
niggas scared to get rich, i’ma lead the way
pop a perc, f-ck a freak b-tch till the next day
niggas talkin’ reckless but don’t never mention gunplay
how you lookin’ for me b-tch? i’m chillin’ at runway
what you smokin’ on? shit this cookie
i’ma keep goin’ hard till them b-tches book me
cause i never lose my life to some f-ckin’ pussies
respect the bandgang or we on fully
rollin’ with some monsters, i’m they sponsor nigga
keep my shooters fed good, what’s the problem nigga?
nobody rollin’ with me soft on my mama nigga
want drama? they’ll hear about how they found a nigga

[hook : banggang paidwill & banggang masoe]
these niggas, they throwin’ shades
(don’t wanna give me my respect)
these b-tches just wanna f-ck
(who they see up next)
these niggas ain’t said a thing
(they gon’ give me my respect)
these b-tches all ran through
(i’m won’t give ’em my respect)
these niggas, they throwin’ shades
(don’t wanna give me my respect)
these b-tches just wanna f-ck
(who they see up next)
these niggas ain’t said a thing
(they gon’ give me my respect)
these b-tches all ran through
(i’m won’t give ’em my respect)

[verse 2 : bandgang lonnie bands]
big sack take little sack, we can clock it
if your head got a price on it then we pop it
empty whole magazines, nigga we ain’t comics
when the real k!llers get on your -ss, i can’t stop it
yeah you better put respect on the gang
put respect on dotts name or get a shell sent your way nigga
hit your block, make it rain, these boys can’t be tamed
they’ll give your boy some fame for real
playin’ like you street, that’s how suckers die
hoppin’ in that hot grease and get your onions fried
somethin’ like the mob nigga or a wise guy
wave my hand to them k!llers and you bye-bye

[verse 3 : bandgang biggs]
came out the house with 20,000 on me
finna buy my b-tch a whole house and her mama somethin’
my ex-girl said i got it coming
she just really mad cause she left me and i got this money
man i swear it’s crazy, everybody say i’m actin’ funny
where was y’all at when a lil’ nigga was fat and b-mmy?
i found a way to hold my own
and i was stingy, wouldn’t throw my dog that bone
state your name and your issue when you call my phone
i kick game like jiu-jitsu and i take off that thong my baby
if you got a fat -ss you can get next to me
i show you how to cook up with no recipe
i’m just thankful cause the lord keep on blessin’ me
caught a plug for a dub, got it in a week
i don’t compete, i can do this in my sleep
standin’ in my white-t, yellin’ free my nigga streets

- bandgang

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