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Hmm, Gang Gang Gang
(Bitch, Bitch, Bitch)
Gang Gang Gang
(Very Rare)
I ain't no muh fuckin' Tisakorean but I still do my muh fuckin' thing on this bitch

And we getting straight up to the racks now
And that choppa gone beat a bitch back out
And I'm gone sip this drank till I black out
And I beat a bitch face wit ha' ass out
And I don't f*ck wit cats in my trap house
We gone play ps2's wit our macs out
Don't test me I'm known to go lash out
I'm gone get to this money till I pass out

And this muh fuckin choppa gone eat up his face
One call to his savior, not sparrin' him grace
I'm gone up the 4, bg uppin' the k
Bfree in the cut, don't give a f*ck whatchu think
Teayo my shoota he bust ya madula fa' bank
Cambo rollin' up straight up exotic it stank
Davo the general, we pull up in tanks
Wag still in that puffer, gone buss ya' for drank
See I wanna know what this pussy gone do 
When I'm uppin' this choppa might shoot ya fa loot
Ian never been one to not give you the boot
One call to lil korrye, we def' finna scoot
We gone up these sticks but bitch we is not groot
But these bullets do definitely come from our roots
I got this big 4, we gone up it n shoot
My niggas about it, they like who is you
Beating these beats I don't give em no hook
Put dick in her spleen , know I'm leavin' her shook
Put them lil guns down boy go pick up a book
Big vet pussy boy you is a rook
We know you not bout lil boy is a bitch
We get rowdy like rebel no roddy we rich
That muhfuckin choppa put him in a ditch
Catch him innat jam, we gone turn on the switch
I neva let up, gotta step on the petal
This big hefty bitch, choppa heavy like metal
This blick eat em like sum strawberry jello
I put on this hoodie get shootin like melo
Or maybe I'm steph when I shoot from the 3
We aimin' for heads, we not shootin' at knees
Put a glock to his head, and that boy beggin' please
That boy is not bout it, he jus act what he see
I get the 4 and I'm up and I'm dumpin'
This shit instrumental, not playing wit trumpets
The gang really crazy we stay onnat dumb shit
The f*ck out my face with them dumb ass assumptions
We throwing them hands like a heavyweight bout
He gone freeze innat jam, he gone die innat drought
He say he a menace, that's sum I doubt
Choppa spit when we spot em' he dying fa clout

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