do not use in empty fields - back 2 back lyrics
(earl made that beat)
rpt
rpt
(grrr)
tdot with me, edai with me (ygyg)
all o’s shot (ygyg)
lotti with me (ygyg)
gang, told stunna don’t geek (gang, gang gang gang)
(grrr, boom boom)
gang (rpt)
[verse 1] edaigunz:
how you gon’ run if we comin’ in buildings (like what)
hit women and children
we hit anything so don’t be with civilians (like what like what)
cause we gonna end ’em
pull out and jump out, we lettin’ it flock (flock)
jack ygk then your ass gettin’ flocked (gang gang gang)
all of my opps gon’ be up in the sky (gang gang gang)
free all my gunnaz that’s doin’ they time (rptt)
[verse 2] dthang gz:
and half of my opps they linked (facts)
so we gon’ get straight to the facts (boom boom boom)
mally went ranked, daboo do tracks, fat boy got hit, sent to the app (like)
i told tdot to hit that n+gga, like pleasе get close don’t miss that n+gga (don’t miss that n+gga)
rip through his coat, all 6 back n+gga (all 6 back n+gga)
just watch how the gunnaz gon’ smith’n that n+gga (grr grr boom)
[vеrse 3] edaigunz:
and smelly got poked [?] playin’ choke (like)
he tryna run but his ass got poked
jiggy man got shot, never seen bdot
don’t mention my name or the gang get caught (8oh 8oh)
and you told the gunnaz its litty, hop out the v, leave him flat like a penny (like a penny)
they didn’t look back all they hear was a drilly (drilly)
bullets they burnin’ they rip through his kidney (gang gang gang)
[verse 4] dthang gz:
got a chop out and we leavin’ him hopeless (like what?)
knock his head off his shoulders
he jackin’ rey i know he a indulger (what?)
up this .40 and blow ’em
ayo manii, please do not mention my mans (oyk)
you was scared you ain’t hop out the van
if they jackin’ jiggy so we gon’ make him dance like
and j+lovee say what? (like what?)
i swear he be talking some nonsense
throw a o, then we aim like a target
screamin’ free jb but look at his charges like
[verse 5] edaigunz:
and we spinnin’ with shooters, bend like medula
don’t stress rey, or i’ll back out the ruger
pay for your life if you didn’t get 2 ’em
noah and balence got sent to the buddha (gang gang gang)
hop out the ‘rari, gon’ run out like sonic
in love with the vatos, rpt be the topic
our shooters get violent, don’t care ’bout a service
he out of the way because our drilla might can ’em
[verse 6] dthang gz:
and we smokin’ benji (benji)
i got my gun watch how they run and got out the city (city)
we sn+tch his chain if he ballin’ like (like like)
and these n+ggas love sayin’ my name (like what?)
i ran these streets, i don’t care about fame (8oh)
like guap, look what we did to you, and your right hand+man went rick on you
free guap, you know when we spinnin’ through
my hips showing the frontal too
lil’ thotty she wanting the gzz, p+ssy be wet and it drip like some fiji (gang gang gang)
all my opps, i know they wanna be me (like what?)
but they cannot be me (8oh)
free spazz, he just wanna eat
spanish mami, she a mami with chichis
for the gang, and she ain’t no nicki (she ain’t no nicki)
gang, gang gang gang gang n+gga
yo, its that dthang n+gga n+gga get jiggy before we shoot ’em you heard
r.i.p woo
gang, gang gang gang
edaigunz come to your block for fun, shoot sh+t up
rpttt
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