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big ghost ltd x rob gates x m.a.v. - left for dead lyrics

[verse 1:m.a.v.]
i just spent some cold nights in a dark place on ’em roadsides
this b+tch hand on his chest telling him don’t die, my fuel
scratch a new beef, of off old lie i gotta move for self
that way it’s no ties
cement shoes for the boat ride already show signs
i was all in you was chocha i was moving off principle
n+gga no pride you and yours
scared to even move n+ggas won’t slide
i did work n+ggas did time i did dirt 20 and i was walking on a thin line
you was walking on the right side i was out at night time
dressed up waiting for the right signs
cemetery looking like a chessboard
you got your next move playing i got thе next four
and i been looking at my allies side
i did somе sh+t, did a fake hug can’t hide

a 12 gauge mossberg glock
what he thinks
n+gga, i’m out here on my sh+t i hit the block bullet with this b+tch i hit his car, n+gga i’m out here on my sh+t i’m out the club. bring gangsters
n+ggas from my hood won’t take it
they gon leave you left for dead, left that club bring gangsters
n+ggas from my hood won’t save you
they gonna leave that for dead. yeah

[verse 2:rigz]
don’t worry about what rigz got is 4/10 in my six shot, not gangster
if you feel rich and your kids not
f+cking knicks game i got four seats in this next spot
cooking up an ass corkies up in the zip lock
i’m confident ’cause i’m on my sh+t
just a couple flesh wounds you ain’t monster sh+t
don’t keep me in your thought
you ain’t wettest in the bull
only thing you trying to bring to this table is a fork
nah boy members only lift the chromey
you miss your homie they can’t beat me
they try to clone me i move with them n+ggas, they come and get you in traffic
bring you in the bas+m+nt i’m covering it in plastic
doubt it now they biting the chin i should be flattered
but it’s too hard to think ’bout cowards that never mattered
i got the most hammers for n+ggas who think they run sh+t
pulling up on gates or summer to come with this

well gates was per block with a n+gga i’m out here with my sh+t i hit the car glock bullet with this b+tch i hit his car, n+gga i’m out here on my sh+t i’m the club. bring gangsters
n+ggas from my hood won’t take you
they gonna leave you left for dead, left dead club. bring gangsters
n+ggas from my hood won’t save you
they gonna leave, left

[verse 3:rob gates]
ayo she gave me the venue to spin the corner and f+ck the same night
blame life right at packages i made it stop a quarter in her eyes
got big when a n+gga put his order in i’m the one she calls
she only listen to da cloth
see, that’s one of the bags that they sniffing up the sole i woulda gave it raw
but they lifting up the cause
told shawty she better slow down, slow down
they trying to leave me i’m low down in the two door
k!ll a n+gga dressed like uber
hit the n+gga trash like two more

- big ghost ltd x rob gates x m a v lyrics

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