lud foe - gang shit lyrics
[intro: lud foe]
gang gang gang…
gang gang
aye
foe’nem
gang
out west sh-t n-gg-
you know how we rocking n-gg-
get yo guns up, get yo funds up
you on that opp sh-t, get mop-sticked
b-tch
straight gang sh-t
[chorus: lud foe]
i’m a young dope selling with a felon
riding round with mac 11’s
i ain’t no a job so i robbed and sell dope
her boyfriend mad i get guap and he broke
sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
i’m a young dope selling with a felon
riding round with mac 11’s
i ain’t no a job so i robbed and sell dope
her boyfriend mad i get guap and he broke
sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
[verse 1: lud foe]
slipped my glock in the club, i’m an -sshole
put the one-thousand-dollar shoes, in yo -sshole
i’m colorblind but still see the money, if i was blind folded
you wanna go to war, better be careful bout what you ask for
we do drive-by’s, doing high speeds in a lambo
i got mob ties, you know its shooters in chicago
i been getting money f-cking theses b-tches, that just the motto
dread-heads come full of guns, wherever i go
(gang)
i’m selling dope, i gotta get my bread right
we catch a opp, leave his -ss dead at the red light
red bone and she super thick, and her head right
f-cked her twice but i kicked her out, she can’t spend the night
(gang)
[chorus: lud foe]
i’m a young dope selling with a felon
riding round with mac 11’s
i ain’t no a job so i robbed and sell dope
her boyfriend mad i get guap and he broke
sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
i’m a young dope selling with a felon
riding round with mac 11’s
i ain’t no a job so i robbed and sell dope
her boyfriend mad i get guap and he broke
sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
[verse 2: lil durk]
20-12 i got signed, bought some tommy guns
imma take him out his shoes, thats what robbers done
last n-gg- sn-tched my chain, bro nem chopped him up
you could never dj nate me, boy we sparking something
we gon park where they spin the block, and meet me back
i lost nuski caught his opps, i needed that
i sold dope, sold c-ke, never sold guns
and i’m only throwing hundreds, i don’t need ones
call seven he fron 600, thats spartan 2 times
drill something then go watch twitter, lookin like who died
glock on me that hold 30, thats european sigh
turn’t rocking balmains, ain’t rocking levis
[chorus: lud foe]
i’m a young dope selling with a felon
riding round with mac 11’s
i ain’t no a job so i robbed and sell dope
her boyfriend mad i get guap and he broke
sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
i’m a young dope selling with a felon
riding round with mac 11’s
i ain’t no a job so i robbed and sell dope
her boyfriend mad i get guap and he broke
sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
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