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22gz - bail out gang lyrics

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[verse]
lost my father before i was born
caught an attempt tryna work on this form
see the [?] don’t get caught in the storm
bro in the feds with a phone in the dorm
i’m in the bed with your b+tch making p+rn
they better watch what they say in them songs
[?] caught dissin’ the dead now they gone
i ain’t even care he ain’t never perform
shout out them steppers we all got a bond
savages lurking from dust until dawn
he lost his post he ain’t gon never respond
it’s a man down if i back out i’m drawn
say the wrong thing i’m gonna lash out
shoot through the jacket don’t back out
bro just camе back from a max out
he on parole tryna crash out
i tote thе rock getting packed out
totin’ the 300 black out
drop me the low i’m gonna crack out
stepper will spin till he pass out
ran a shiesty, balaclava
he got left in the street with his knocker
ain’t no way you can run from a choppa
you gonna need way way more than a doctor
i’m from the [?] shoot out the coupe
shout out my steppers they move like the troop
we left a rap n++++ dead in the booth
my shooter trillin’ and we spinnin the groove
ain’t gon come back till we finish the mission
been through their block let off shoots and we dipping
had to reverse to make sure he finished
n++++ be cappin they really musicians
mask on i can’t get caught on surveillance
if i get caught and get billed then i’m bailed
shot him in traffic he loosing his steering
shoot him back there he didn’t look through the mirror
bro did a hit in his b22s
i was the one with the bl!cky in school
.357 my favorite tool
get off the scene and they won’t have a clue
hold on… hold on ..
slow down the whip let me hop out
bl!ck in the, goyard
he ain’t even seen when i pop out
searching for opps to unload on
24/7 so watch out
[?] with the scope on em
they can’t trace the whip if it’s [?]
n+++++ be dropping rakes for no reason
following trends until somebody bleeding
what you gon’ do when you run into demons
you better up it, i got it i’m squeezing
they gotta pick up his brain it’s in pieces
i’m from a hood, n+++++ die over sneakers
i pop a perc and he get to tweaking
aim for the taco you know the procedure



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