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dustero - gangsta talk 2 remix lyrics

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intro:

[?], bop bop bop, bop!
yeah, woah gang!
yeah man, this that gangsta talk part two
a lot of p+ssies hatin’ because they ain’t like me
so look, i be talkin’ crazy on this one
watch this, ayy, ayy
say say

chorus:

put the clip on my glock for accessories
you don’t want the smoke cause you p+ssy be lame
gang be drillin’ you know that a thang
got them glocks the sh+t go bang (bop!)
since the p+ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
yeah i don’t rap slow, b+tch i ain’t snail
ayy, f+ck that sh+t finna put him in a lake

verse one:

gang gang gang
thats what they yelling its jus the same thing
margelia dash with the coupe got no brain
double my cullinin double are range
ar 15 with a glock johnny dang
diamond on my nеck they chains
30 ina clip no range
why evеrybody so fake and they change
ain’t giving out money no 50 thats all pocket change
switch on glock ain’t talking no lane
100s in my pocket no switches blue cheese
all of that money no talk count loose leaf
stacking up bread no talk gon lose me
chorus:

put the clip on my glock for accessories
you don’t want the smoke cause you p+ssy be lame
gang be drillin’ you know that a thang
got them glocks the sh+t go bang (bop!)
since the p+ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
yeah i don’t rap slow, b+tch i ain’t snail
ayy, f+ck that sh+t finna put him in a lake

verse two:

said he want smoke the sh+t was infamous
playing with me you finna hit twice
i got the b+tch like a dice, yeah, yeah i got the b+tch like a dice
stop all that cappin’, i see you trippin’
i got the glock up on my lab i got the drake up on the seat
if you leave that sh+t on repeat
i may put yo ass to sleep (yeah yeah yeah)
i got the choppas with choppas we spin on the block, and we wipin’ yo nose
i was on stage with the strap at my show
if you play i’ma pro, put a tag on your toe
run a b+tch up, send him straight to the hospital
two bullet in his chest make the f+ckin’ b+tch bleed yeah
i got the b+tch like i am the die
chorus:

put the clip on my glock for accessories
you don’t want the smoke cause you p+ssy be lame
gang be drillin’ you know that a thang
got them glocks the sh+t go bang (bop!)
since the p+ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
yeah i don’t rap slow, b+tch i ain’t snail
ayy, f+ck that sh+t finna put him in a lake

outro:

i own yo b+tch ass she be tweakin’ if i say so
i might as well ko the perc up in my faygo
on the opposition, bruv, just like a lego
i’m cheap homie, b+tch so you know that i ain’t gon’ say so



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