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tts tana, kay flock & costamado – don’t go there كلمات اغاني

[intro]
ayy, (right, right) grrah, gang, what?
ayy, right (the f_ck?), right

[chorus: tts tana]
don’t go there, we bring this sh_t to anybody
i can’t wait ’til i catch me a o, yeah (d_mn)
i’ma go show these n_ggas i don’t care, b_tch
i’ma up on these n_ggas with no fear
oh, he say i did what? (oh, he say i did what?) that n_gga cap
you know i keep me a pole near (the f_ck?)
drive_by, and i’m lettin’ it blow there (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 1: tts tana]
right, last one stretched on sight
we don’t care if he wrong or he right
g_lock gang, them boys don’t fight (d_mn)
ducked a day, and they think it’s alright (d_mn)
i lost mezzy, was crying for nights (d_mn)
me and tg was slidin’ for nights
tryna go get us a body tonight (baow, baow, d_mn)
who ask you?
that’s a ride, i’ma straight loose screws (loose screws)
i got some shooters that’ll shoot you
you ain’t catch it no haste, i can’t recruit you
if you get busy, i salute you
’cause you carry them glizzies, f_ck a two_two
b_tch, i’m shooting at his nunu
mans, don’t hop out, we ’bout throw a few, right
[chorus] (tts tana)
so don’t go there, we bring this sh_t to anybody
i can’t wait ’til i catch me a o, yeah (oyk)
i’ma go show these n_ggas i don’t care (what the f_ck?), b_tch
i’ma up on these n_ggas with no fear
oh, he say i did what? that n_gga cap (that n_gga cap)
you know i keep me a pole near (baow, baow)
drive_by, and i’m lettin’ it blow there (baow, baow)

don’t go there, whippin’ this sh_t send anybody
i can’t wait ’til i catch me a o, yeah (d_mn)
i’ma go show these n_ggas i don’t care, b_tch
i’ma up on these n_ggas with no fear
oh, he say i did what? (oh, he say i did what?) that n_gga cap
you know i keep me a pole near (the f_ck?)
drive_by, and i’m lettin’ it blow there (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 3: kay flock & young castamado]
got a baddie who bangin’ like cardi
baby, get muddy, we don’t do bacardi
ebk, doa’s in the spot
shawty, she shakin’, pop up with a glock
shots fired, get low from the sirens
baby buggin’, no, that’s not the knocks
.42 got her wildin’ up the spot
with the deuce, i’m wildin’ up the spot (ah, what? ayy)
[verse 4: young castamado]
i love it when they call me “goat”

- tts tana kay flock costamado

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