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bang da hitta & pbg kemo - niggas know and bitches know part 1 lyrics

(gang)
die l die dale b-tch 4-1k
shut the f-ck up, b-tch. don’t say sh-t, don’t say sh-t, shut the f-ck up, n-gga
b-tch
(gang)
(bang da hitta)
pull up do a n-gga like blake face, sneak dissin’ end up like aj
my n-ggas insane they cray cray, broad day, mayday like day day. leave a n-gga in a chair like slamma. how the f-ck you got shot you you had a hammer. iceman a b-tch and a rapper same goofy that i [?] camera. 2 paps splash gang i’m with that, pop out gang, knock a n-gga sh-t back. my n-ggas ape sh-t like jumanji, doa in a hallway like munchie. y’all broke ain’t gettin no money pour up the keno that funky. trap beat [?]. free smoke f-ck n-gga want one
lucci wit the 40, yeah, kemo had a shorty, got streets on hundred, try and take out you out ya glory might call[?] but that’s another story. f-ck, all my n-ggas bad news like maury wack a n-gga put his -ss in the sun times free shotta free spazz n-ggas work with the police ain’t no lackin in the field so i keep the b-tch on me. do his -ss like vallan, hide ya kids we coming
(pbg kemo)
[why k!ll young pappy and ?]mosey get drill for [?] hollow tips through his body get ya feel on. n-ggas think sh-t stopped but we still on. currently smoke on keke new pack. if you see these blue dreads better move back. keno got me high can’t come back, and i’m rolling like slamma when i’m off flatz
by the way im from the worth not farwell and i be be on the mag like ah well, tfg for the guys i get nailed, don’t matter cuz’ i never talk, never tell, never fly, never run boy, don’t bail. [?] [?] lil’ terry back down so it’s all h-ll. [?] pbg on top y’all know that, all the hoes on our d-ck i think you want your hoe back. n-ggas low on cash, that’s so bad. y’all clipping with the hooks call 4 -ss now, lil 4 boy that’s mo’ gas, in the backwood chilling with his smoked -ss. gangnem pop out with no mask n-ggas taking h-lla sh-lls no blow back
(bang da hitta)
smoke a n-gga like [?] n-ggas shout my blood, my esse. my n-ggas ride around with sks, made em fade with the shot like mj. yall clowns y’all goofy y’all dancers. you won’t see kemo like cancer. my n-ggas k!ll n-ggas at random. green light when we see king sampson
(pbg kemo)
right back with the bull like rose, n-ggas all in they feelings cause papy in my soul and these hoes catch feelings and they won’t let em go i rather drop a l or dale or 4 on bro n-ggas play tough. you a big boy still get your weight up. i’ll slide on you shots fired wake up then diddy [?] so don’t try and race us
(bang da hitta)
lil duke ain’t sh-t but a mascot, another clown had a gun got his -ss shot. i see lacking is a pattern for you f-ck n-ggas, that’s the reason why my nigas havin fun wichu. you n-ggas low on cash see the bum in you. slide on drew way let the drum hit you. f-ck t–zy f-ck marcus f-ck lil 4 f-ck p f-ck mark f-ck keno
(pbg kemo)
take it easy, move around ain’t know sh-t. pillow talkin i don’t put my trust in no b-tch. lucci with the 40 great aim and shawty won’t miss. we up 5, matter fact, we up 6. we staying on designer boy that sh-t mix, balmain, rockstars and a few sticks. how you tryin’ to catch feelings but you do d-cks. t.i.e that mean stop shawty dismiss

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