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pbnarchives - gang sliding كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1: fatboy & yahya]
i’m a young n_gga, i’m tryna chase him
i’m a young n_gga, i’m tryna chase it
backdoor, n_gga better get the lights on
inshallah, yeah, i keep my hat on
inshallah, i’m tryna take his hat off
inshallah, i’m tryna take his tats off
i’m in the bush, he must be asian
he ain’t see me, i’m tryna chase him
one not enough, i’m tryna face him
dropped the percy off, i’m talking ’bout lacing
three on the blackout, yeah, i’m tryna face him
inshallah, yeah, i stand over him
pray to god, i’m talking repent
god d_mn, i’m tryna k!ll him
god d_mn, i’m gon’ k!ll him
god d_mn, i’m finna go spin him
5_star n_gga, i’ma leave him twitching
hook a n_gga up, now let’s go fish him
i don’t do the hooking, i just do the cooking
walk with a limp when i’m holding a rocket
you ain’t no gangsta, you ain’t gon’ pop it
real life n_gga, i’m the trending topic
call me a n_gga, that’s why i’m the topic
i’m in the club and i’m toting an fn
i hang with them villains, i’m holding a weapon
i ain’t gon’ stop shooting ’til it start cl!cking
i’m tryna creep him, i’m talking ’bout kick_ins
hop in that car, you know that dip in
f_cking that b_tch, you know that dip big
gave him five shots, look like he cripping
[verse 2: tae]
ayy, ayy, creep in the dark, i’ma crash if i see him
i catch an opp, gave him belt like i’m cena
i drop a bomb on that b_tch like batista
i’m in the back of the truck with an eater
mexican b_tch too hot like fajita
get in that bed, i might turn to a creature
shawty got good head, brain like a teacher
i’m in the field and i’m still undefeated
how you a bum tryna pay for a feature?

[verse 3: fatboy & yahya]
if you want a feature, i don’t need no money
if you want a feature, you need to catch a body
i need the money, i need the b_tch
i need that bl!ck, i need that bl!ck
me and my n_ggas, we toting them sticks
i’m in the zone, i ain’t throwing no picks
brodie stripped a n_gga just for his fit

[verse 4: tae]
huh? d_mn, just for a fit?
bands on my sweats, i don’t care ’bout no ricks
bad b_tch on my d_ck but i just want the spits
i’m tryna k!ll some’, give me that matha
the way that i’m moving you think i got mob ties
this ain’t no playground, i’m still finna slide down
bulletproof car, give a f_ck ’bout a drive_by
[verse 5: playboynosh]
ay, so many b_tches got too much to choose from
if i was a ho too, we having 2_sums
yahya, fatty, and dabo on the team
we slide on your block, we ain’t no keeping the peace
turn a n_gga indian, it’s red on my beam
i’ma spell on his forehead, the keyboard, the beat
i don’t got no appetite, i’m fall off of guac’
i don’t f_ck with m—, that n_gga can die
got a nice ass whip and a personal driver
p_ssy be water like tyla, i dive in
n_ggas just mad ’cause a young n_gga up
scam a n_gga like tvsin, got infinite bucks
might f_ck on his ho, but i could never trust her
put her in cuffs, but i could never cuff her
tae gonna drop so’, it’s me undercover
she slide to my crib and get under my covers
diamonds is yellow, i sprayed them with mustard
i need a body, f_ck malachi nig—

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