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yungeen ace – gang nem كلمات اغاني

[intro: yungeen ace]
for that drop
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus: yungeen ace]
where is the n_gga to vouch for me? boy, that n_gga is dead as dead (dead as dead)
i gotta watch what i say on this mic ’cause i ain’t tryna go to feds (i ain’t tryna go to feds)
i told the b_tch to close her leg ’cause i just want the head (i just want the top)
i can’t fall for none of these b_tches, i’m tryna stay ahead (that’s facts, n_gga)

[verse 1: yungeen ace]
huh, huh, i was on the block with a g_lock (g_lock)
uh, uh, you can tell the police all these guns props (all these guns props)
uh, uh, got the streets on fire, in a headlock (in a headlock)
uh, uh, runnin’ n_ggas down, give ’em head scars (boom)
uh, uh, give this b_tch some bread so she can get the lo’ (so she can send the low)
uh, uh, load up all the sticks, n_gga, it’s time to go (it’s time to slide)
uh, uh, you call him granny, the way he servin’ ‘bows (the way he servin’ ‘bows)
ayy, he just locked the wrist, he steady on the stove (d_mn)
blocka_blocka, that’s that loud sound from this drac’, n_gga
skrrt, skrrt, left a n_gga dead on his face, n_gga
ha_ha, ask him how it feel when that heat hit him
blocka_blocka, call me gravediggers, i six_feet n_ggas (six_feet n_ggas)
ayy, shots what he love, he sent the chase, n_gga (he sent the chase, n_gga)
uh, like to get up close, hit in face n_ggas (bang)
uh, babysittin’ b_tches, had to train them (had to train them)
uh, uh, yeah, she with them n_ggas, but that’s gang them (but that’s gang them)
[chorus: yungeen ace]
where is the n_gga to vouch for me? boy, that n_gga is dead as dead (that n_gga is dead as dead)
i gotta watch what i say on this mic ’cause i ain’t tryna go to feds (i ain’t tryna go to feds)
i told the b_tch to close her leg ’cause i just want the head (i just want the top)
i can’t fall for none of these b_tches, i’m tryna stay ahead

[verse 2: est gee]
yeah, you know that money be
takin’ away my pain, feel like it’s numbin’ me
from the streets
he ain’t nothin’ like me if he don’t dump his yeek
what a week
i d_mn near passed out, another hundred g’s
hope he don’t see snake inside my face and think it’s somethin’ sweet
triple cross, we whacked the biggest dog, stood over, punished him
bake a cake so big ’til it’s enough to cut lil’ bruh a piece
f_ck a chase
better not turn away the day you see my face
or you goin’ to heaven gates
your folks up there, you’ll tell ’em, “wait”
better days, even the devil pray he send a brick of hank
way before that ‘nyl made us stars, we was all at war
we all know who wasn’t and who was, get inside them cars
bend until they feelings gone, send ’em sittin’ in front of god, n_gga

[chorus: yungeen ace]
where is the n_gga to vouch for me? boy, that n_gga is dead as dead (that n_gga is dead as dead)
i gotta watch what i say on this mic ’cause i ain’t tryna go to feds
i told the b_tch to close her leg ’cause i just want the head
i can’t fall for none of these b_tches, i’m tryna stay ahead

- yungeen ace

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