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gms oldboy & maslow - $trings guns & gangs lyrics

the era of drill music is over. trap rap is taking over…. b+tch)

verse 1 ( maslow)

shout out to guysville geng

geng sh+t making my list opp block boys changing my sh+t now i’m p+ssed i’m p+ssed
i’m donning the black black drip we genging and banging and sh+t prepping the bando for this ( torture)

we coming for u so chill ( chill bruh chill)
burning your bando just way too lit your lips gon kiss our fists we might slit your wrist or f+ck your b+tch we gon light that asssssssss up why u snitch my n+gga f+ck your headssss up

now i’m p+ssed ( i’m p+ssed i’m p+ssed i’m p+ssed)
they’re p+ssed
why snitch
why u ring them feds now they on to my sh+t they be calling my phone they be spying my crib and stalking my babes …..
nah f+ck them b+tches i’m p+ssed

i’ma pull that trigger so sit…wait stand pull out your gun i’ma pull out my knife
geng geng sh+t еight drop out of school
heard crime pays more hastе
make your own rules. no tests .no school just f+ck some shiiitt uppppp
( that’s f+cked up)
now i’m p+ssed they’re p+ssed who snitched boys snitched that’s sick they’re litch
together forever we geng with no measure the b+tches the pleasure
the looting we treasure
checking the prices of p; camries and porschs be leaving the snitches in ditches with pitches advising them b+tches to stay out our business
or poh poh poh we gon pull that trigger .( that’s psyco)

verse 2 (gms oldboy)

i put guns in my paw, went pohh
k!ll out the gang off with one stone, i got gees that rides with doe,sellout the gang and you gon toast

i’m in the opp block with some stuff, the staff in my work gon fire me out
i pull up with gees that got my back
pablo in gusto all of them gang

i pull out with ak’s shot guns and all of them guns and all of them lil pohs
we enter the place, we go poh poh
everyones quite,; and off their toes

we either k!ll or getting the doe, either way we shooting all of them both
but either way we getting the doe, stuck bags up and then we ready to go
mess with my gang, you gon be a ghost

gms baby, gms ghost
i put gang on the streets, tell them to watch out, tell em to watch for treats
i got my paigons out, making the muller , making the bags for me, man gon fight his own demons, man’s gonna try at least be free
don’t know where to go anymore, but my demons be vibing with me
all they say is shoot, shoot, shoot pick up the stone and run for free
but my demons is back with me, pickup the gun and i be shooting me
nowhere’s gonna contain me , gimme a beat and im breaking free

- gms oldboy maslow lyrics

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