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fyb j mane - till i die lyrics

[intro: j mane]
gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang
yea, yea, yea
fyb b+tch
gang, ayy
the f+cking lable hoe
gang, ayy

[verse 1: j mane]
goofy talking though we x’d him out the picture
i went chiraq straight to dallas and i am locked in with the k!llas
i am smoking dead opps i ain’t mention we gorrilaz
dead n+gga disrespect me i might smack him with the bl!cka (gang)
we got glizzy’s, we got drac’s, we got k’s
dead n+gga counting hin imma send him to his grave
fyb the f+cking label, la familia in the gang
63rd ’till i die this sh+t running through my veins
through my veins, through my blood all a n+gga do is drug
n+gga run up on j mane wear his ass like a tug
got my gun in the club, so these n+ggas know what’s up
when you see me you better duck all i know is bup bup bup (grrr)
bup bup bup know a n+gga on thе ground, that’s another man down
[?]
bup bup bup know a n+gga on the ground, that’s another man down
[?]
[verse 2: rosama]
i say b+tch i’m with guys rеal hoover gang member
you might think i’m just a rapper, b+tch i’m a grave digger
real mobster, street sweeper, b+tch i’m a made n+gga
throw his ass underwater [?]
i’ve been bumping machiavelli
2pac, hit him up
load the clip, empty it
now pick yo partner up
red beams on the glizzy and a scope on the same
pop when that balloon releases it blow out the candle lights b+tch (fuh fuh)
you gon’ loose alone
he gon’ need inhaler
[?] bullets in his chest
he gon’ need a ventilator
vix vapors, jumper cables
it’s some sh+t just to stand
he was calling for his rapper but got picked up by ember lane (by ember lane)

[outro]
jp beats

- fyb j mane lyrics

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