Bang! (K.I.D. Casper, SV-Boy)

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K.I.D. Casper

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Hahaha
Oh shit
Yaya F*ck em
Gang!
Gang gang gang gang gang gang!
Give me the truth
I'm speaking to you
When i step up in the booth
Can't f*ck with my crew
We coming with nothing to lose
I am not here to amuse
Can't f*ck with the gang
I am nothing but insane
Stay the f*ck out of my lane
Mask off like it bane
Killer for fortune and fame
With nothing but pain I do it now
When i go gold got the go pro
In the dojo on a slow flow
And I don't know where the weed go
I go in though
Taking photos of the bozos
With the low dough
Better phone home this is my show
Take a low blow of the coco
Looking for rings like i'm Frodo
While i'm eating fro yo
Big shit knock... ah f*ck
Give me the pen
Get the f*ck out of my way
You're leading the people astray
They looking up to you and all you portray
You looking past them and their trust you betray
K.I.D. Inc. never care what you say
Bunch of dogs and you better obey
1, 2, 3,
F*ck that bitch
What you mean
Whats you or me
Breathe
F*ck you mean
Here's a beam
Take your dreams
Leave the murder scene
Out of my mind
Yes I am
Running through the city
Blowing lights
Hand on the titty
Gun in my pants
At that silly
I see you nodding that's a problem
Guns we got em drugs we slang em
Married to the game Black on black try to intervene
Found your IG
Got a face Take his fame
Snatch your chain
Mush your brain
Pay to me i'm on my way
Put that on the gang money ain't a thing
Word is bond big boy toys let em bang
Ya we let em bang
Put that on the gang put that on the gang, gang
Put that on the gang that money ain't a thing
Money ain't a thing
I've come to dead with dead aim and all the decisions that led them to regret em
I am not the reverend I was not sent from heaven
I'm the devil digging ditches for these bitches
In the form of a mac eleven
With thirty two rounds of make you famous real quick in em
I come with a venom I'm looking for Armageddon when this KID let his cannon go BANG!
Pay attention when I speak
This a preview what you think
Rubber bands around the clip go insane
Bullet holes to the brain white tee's got a stain
On the phone with the devil cause you know i'm plotting
Bodies dropping heart stopping money coming diamonds shining
Look at my wrist empty mad safes blood diamonds
Cross my wrist hotter than the devil works fast
In the furnace must be a dream a deleted cut scene
A sip of the lean turned me to the hulk
Careful how you talk Leave your body covered in the chalk
Walk it like I talk it Gun loaded
No permit just refurbished no cap
That's a dirt nap put that on the gang
BANG!

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