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42 dugg – whole gang buss lyrics

[intro: 42 dugg]
sh+t been crazy for us
still gettin’ to it
turn sh+t up with the music

[chorus: 42 cheez]
whole gang bust
ain’t a lot of hoes we gon’ l+st
’cause it’s a lot hoes we done f+cked
blow this d+ck on a hutch
come through, sh+ttin’ like russ
plus i keep an arm like muss
big b+tch, i’m a star
see the plain flip on a car
f+ckin’ with this b+tch in a bar
send a blitz on a var
bet he won’t get to tomorrow
send a n+gga sh+t up to mars
[verse 1: meet the reaper]
all i need is car, i’ll spin that b+tch ’til tomorrow
know i got my hands in the dog, i ain’t never did fraud
he got the address, switch the car
how you wanna k!ll your own partner?
i don’t need no bars
this wockesha not par
pull over, f+ck her in the car
this a cat, not a track
i done lost it all, then got it back
doggy tellin’ me rerack

[verse 2: tae money]
man, y’all n+ggas soft, this beef a walk through the park
i do a drill as an artist, know i .55 my target
this a locked beef, no bargain
thump a n+gga down, don’t argue
and they been lookin’ harder for you
i just had to silence the tool
b+tch, with the glock, i’m a fool
we don’t stop slidin’ ’til they through
i average a minimum two

[verse 3: 42 dugg]
know it been hard for me
b+tch, young turnt sh+t start with me
what would y’all do if i just leave?
i just quit, real street n+gga, i don’t trust no b+tch
in the lamb’ i’m lit, pour a four in the six
ten bands got him k!lled, quit playin’
i don’t got two sippin, all my sh+t dance
couple hoes out in france, oui oui
it’s me and two pateks when i say i’m three deep
b+tch, but f+ck all that
good girl at home but i f+ck all rats
two cats, three tracks, and a maybach
now i’m mean to the+, know they hate that
miss me with that fake rap, know a n+gga doin’ it
can’t take another loss, girly, i’ll lose it
you love me? prove it
how? hold a n+gga down
my mama ever need somethin’, do it with a smile
i’m your baby true enough but the sh+t in this town
f+ck with a n+gga rob, hey
been steppin’ since kids, yeah
driven’ down in ‘010, yeah
that’s when sh+t got real, yeah
i’m the sh+t, n+gga, still, yeah
[chorus: 42 cheez]
whole gang bust
ain’t a lot of hoes we gon’ l+st
’cause it’s a lot hoes we done f+cked
blow this d+ck on a hutch
come through, sh+ttin’ like russ
plus i keep an arm like muss
big b+tch, i’m a star
see the plain flip on a car
f+ckin’ with this b+tch in a bar
send a blitz on a var
bet he won’t get to tomorrow
send a n+gga sh+t up to mars

- 42 dugg lyrics

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