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g40 (rap) - left 4 dead lyrics

[intro]
you f+ck n+ggas know what the business is you heard me (bop, bop, bop)
head yougin b+tch i’m back in that mode you heard me
free the guys

[chorus]
left for dead and see the music for the streets
b+tch i’m fresh out a cell but i still keep my heat
we lost members to the beef
love my cutter like my brother need a fully piece, i keep a switch it ain’t sweet
still a swerve for all that chalkin’ we the ones who do that walkin’
free my yougin hope he bail
he the one that do the chalkin’
all this drillin’ like a spell, i can’t get this up off me
diss the dead wish you well you just gon’ be another coffin

[verse]
yeah i’m back but that sh+t changed
i’m on the same thing
i’m in the shadows rapping but you know that i got perfect aim
free my cousin walt he slangin’ choppas like he at a range
never wanted fame, that’s how i came the trenches know my name
way before rap i was working glocks i been the biggest opp
i know they want my spot but i won’t stop i got the fastest chop
drop and let it lock
boy i’m gleashin’ i don’t f+ck with rock
gettin’ money and k!lling sh+t that’s why the feds out
they know dat that lead hot, we go be at every spot
get that lo i’m camping out the city dry we need a opp
we smokin’ who you need to stop, that’s why we got dead opps
fall back from the war and get this cake that’s what they sayin’ now
i was just on missions with a semi this sh+t way different
labels talkin’ chicken get that money i’ma burn the city
ain’t no n+ggas like us free the members all my n+ggas vicious
f+ck a blue check i been verified in the trenches
lost my n+gga to the smoke i catch my man i gotta zip ‘em
lil bro he was out here workin’ p’s, but he love drillin’
crackers got ‘em rolled up in the county for standin’ on that business
we done made history, the yougest ones to make it out the city
fresh up out the county jail and i’m still ridin’ with it
i ain’t worried about the other side, them n+ggas been b+tches
doa we love homicides i need more switches (i need that switch, i swear to god)
[chorus]
left for dead and see the music for the streets
b+tch i’m fresh out a cell but i still keep my heat
we lost members to the beef
love my cutter like my brother need a fully piece, i keep a switch it ain’t sweet
still a swerve for all that chalkin’ we the ones who do that walkin’
free my yougin hope he bail
he the one that do the chalkin’
all this drillin’ like a spell, i can’t get this up off me
diss the dead wish you well you just gon’ be another coffin

[outro]
ha ha ha ha ha ha
you f+ck n+ggas know the business you heard me
b+tch you know who run the city you heard me
ain’t worried ’bout no opps man you know
free sosa
free vj
free walt you heard me
long live the guys
long live sauce
long live quez
long live reem you heard me

- g40 rap lyrics

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