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famo banga - real gdk lyrics

(intro)
(female laghing)
f+ck you laughing at b+tch?
wooo
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
(chorus)
n+gga we real gdk
f+ck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
where your strap at?
roll the window down it go tat tat
put a hole in his head like a dolphin
everybody in whip strap strapped
different 9’s like we in the army
(?)
no new friends these n+ggas be f+cking with cops
30 for 30 my n+ggas be playing with mops
feel like cheif keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
and you know i won’t stop, stop, stop

(verse 1)
i came here to k!ll
i should’ve just signed me a deal
i guess i’m too deep in the field
money coming now i wear what i wеar
the fiends callin’ yeah thеy all on my air
street n+gga, once you gone they forget
politicing on my name (?)
mother f+cker i was never no snitch
i was the only one doing drills
(?)
f+cked up what they did to nicky mother f+cker should’ve had his f+cking bl!cky
try running, we get him, now i got blood on my denim
he think he a bad guy
until i pull up with some (?) sh+t
oh he think ima catch him
wait until i hop out
hit his eyes, and he wildin like a bad b+tch when she give a bl+w j+b
(chorus)
n+gga we real gdk
f+ck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
where your strap at?
roll the window down it go tat tat
put a hole in his head like a dolphin
everybody in whip strap strapped
different 9’s like we in the army
(?)
no new friends these n+ggas be f+cking with cops
30 for 30 my n+ggas be playing with mops
feel like cheif keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
and you know i won’t stop, stop, stop

(verse 2)
i’m getting this breesh boy get your cheddar up
fto ain’t no letting up
give him a chest shot he ain’t getting up
now the doctors gotta wire him up
bullets to big, n+gga no stitching that
he breathing so hard call an asthma attack
i was a kid when n+ggas was woooing back
rip to pop smoke what we been through
n+gga we been through sh+t
penitentiary, from the (?), jail halls ain’t no visiting
ride along every time that we see a crip
n+ggas come home and they won’t even mention it
like what’s all the fuss about?
n+ggas saying ike’s name better watch your mouth
n+ggas gonna find out where your momma house
now that boy scared taking longer routes
(chorus)
n+gga we real gdk
f+ck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
where your strap at?
roll the window down it go tat tat
put a hole in his head like a dolphin
everybody in whip strap strapped
different 9’s like we in the army
(?)
no new friends these n+ggas be f+cking with cops
30 for 30 my n+ggas be playing with mops
feel like cheif keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
and you know i won’t stop, stop, stop

- famo banga lyrics

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