lil shawn – faneto lyrics
[intro: lil shawn]
my trap got gang in this b-tch (gang in this b-tch)
pooh bear gang in this b-tch (gang in this b-tch)
if you can’t hang, you get rich (hang you, lil b-tch)
you’s a stain, you lil b-tch (stain, you lil b-tch)
pooh bear, you lil b-tch (gang, you lil b-tch)
gang 616 (gang 616, gang, gang)
[hook: lil shawn]
i’m lil shotta from the f-cking ‘ville, name hold weight like scales, nigga
catch a opp, wet ’em like emmet till, nigga
head shots got his b-tch like, “ew, nigga, ew, nigga!”
don’t come outside, it’s too real, nigga
munchie what i smoke
i can’t f-ck with blocks who don’t score
niggas they need tuneups ’cause they broke
my trap house be putting niggas on
i’ll put you on, lil nigga, you broke -ss lil nigga!
[interlude: lil shawn]
ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 1: lil shawn]
i might slide through the ‘dale
nobody out here, i guess lil duke ain’t make bail (where they at?)
so i’ma slide through the jonquil
if i catch a l, i give him shells like taco bell
smoking on this munchie, it’s that kale
r.i.p to freaky and markeyo
my b-tch small, but she thick like tinker bell
before i ever go broke, i’ma use a scale (i’ma trap, nigga)
shooters all they know
kemo known for taking niggas out they glo
that boy a demon, man, he known for taking souls
got thirsty k!llers that’s ready to even the score
[interlude: lil shawn]
gang!
[verse 2: pbg kemo]
put pooh bear in his mouth, he clutch his throat
he thought it was sweet, but where he go? his -ss dead
in the gangway, where he froze
[?]: “pbg don’t fold!”
we ain’t folding, that shit blake
i’m riding through winthrop, with denden
finna clean the block up like some soap
whole time, shotta wanna go
so we just grab that mac and made a light show
glah, glah!
[interlude: pbg kemo]
ayy, gang shit
[verse 3: pbg kemo]
and baby, hell nah, i don’t bop
but you be on my d-ck, just give me top
then baby take it easy, that mean stop (i kick her out!)
’cause spazz out said: “it’s crucial for the opps”
then i slide through out west
niggas think it’s sweet, they be tryna test
catch me right on pratt with that tec
this b-tch go blat, make him splat
[interlude: pbg kemo]
ayy!
man down, man down, man down, kemo, man down!
[verse 1: lil shawn]
i might slide through the ‘dale
nobody out here, i guess lil duke ain’t make bail (where they at?)
so i’ma slide through the jonquil
if i catch a l, i give him shells like taco bell
smoking on this munchie, it’s that kale
r.i.p to freaky and markeyo
my b-tch small, but she thick like tinker bell
before i ever go broke, i’ma use a scale (i’ma trap, nigga)
shooters all they know
kemo known for taking niggas out they glo
that boy a demon, man, he known for taking souls
got thirsty k!llers that’s ready to even the score
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