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fredo bang - gangsta talk كلمات الأغنية

[intro: nle choppa]
yeah
da-da, da-da-da, ah-ah, da-da
put a n-gg- on that tee, consultation
what, what
in the booth with the drac’ on me

[verse 1: nle choppa]
i ain’t never been a b-tch, but i put t-tties on a drac’
walk down on the opposition, shoot ’em broad day
i put seven point six-two, filled up the k
that n-gg- made his bed, so the n-gg- gotta lay
ay, i’m a savage, a menace, shoot it ’til it’s empty
gotta a d-ck up in the glock since these n-gg-s actin’ kiddie
b-tch, i’m hotter than herpes, so tell me who f-ckin’ with me
b-tch, i’m only sixteen and a n-gg- run his city

[verse 2: fredo bang]
we don’t chase no clout we chase opps n-gg-, yeah
body after body what’s your count n-gg-? yeah
i should hit a b-tch n-gg- with the draco, yeah, yeah
and you can’t join a gang unless you take souls
yeah, you play some games then i gon’ feed you to my lil’ n-gg-s
these n-gg-s, they be flaggin’ just like hilfigers
sellin’ ‘yo, she grabbed the cut up, where the chalk at?
yeah, the fat one, he got hit and he can’t talk back

[verse 3: fredo bang]
i got a glock where my d-ck at, a brick where my wrist at
no, this ain’t a party, but the draco got some kicks, yeah
send a diss, i won’t talk back, murder? yeah, i’m ’bout that
he was talkin’ out his head, i put a price on his ballcap
hit him in his shoulder, chris brown, make him pop-lock
i’m lurkin’ in yo’ section in a rental, i’m on opp watch
gat take his soul, give him wings, make him fly high
and i don’t know how to dance, but with that chopper i’ma cha-cha

[verse 4: nle choppa]
slide on my opp house, shoot the n-gg- through the curtains
he was tough up on the ‘gram ’til i saw him out in person
this n-gg-s talkin’ all that sh-t, now the young n-gg- nervous
put them holes in his body, now he gotta go in surgery
i’m a lil’ n-gg- with a big stick
my drako called jackie chan ’cause that b-tch kick
and i’m pimpin’ all these bad hoes, slick ricks
and i don’t stop shootin’ my gun until that b-tch click

[chorus: nle choppa]
ay, this is gangsta talk and n-gg-s can’t relate
i saw my opp out in public, i boost the murder rate
i ain’t wanna get caught so i used my thirty-eight
i had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face
ay, this is gangsta talk and n-gg-s can’t relate
i saw my opp out in public, i boost the murder rate
i ain’t wanna get caught so i used my thirty-eight
i had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face

- fredo bang

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