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officialkidjj - gang gang (feat. purejuize) lyrics

uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

they k!lled my friend when i was 7
homie, see a homie dead
all this talking on yo big bro
just some thinking in my head
yeah, i pull up with my glock,
then i shoot up all the opps
i don′t care what they say,
you know i’m just running from the cops
my bro was too turnt forever,
yeah, he living on my block ayy,
i pull to the hood and
i just see him getting popped,
my bro was too turnt forever,
i don′t pop them x pills uh,
i had to go catch me a bag
then go collect bills, uh

all of my opps, came from the blocks
shoot him with, 45s and a 44s
they gon die’

look in his eyes, got me surprised
they tryna take us out, but can’t

make all these plans, take all his lands
buying gucci, prada, we got brands

for more bands, we got plans
we ain′t wasting our only chance

knock knock, in my door
hit three fours, he gon end up on the floor

force restore, he need more
we gon give it till he corps

reach the shore, find some gold
take them till there ain′t no more

we ain’t fold, we opposed
all these diamonds we control

wait, i pop a percy 30
we just ate
feeling delirious, we feeling great
we gon be best, there no debate

please don′t try me, that just a waste
we in a hurry, we in a haste
they try to take me, all they hate
all of this opps they got no taste
we too strong, can’t be replaced

when i pull up with this glock,
yeah we run inside yo house
if you talk back lil boy,
we going to the courthouse
yeah, i pull up with the glock
and you know i’m running for the opps, ayy
you know i’m running from the cops, uh
bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

i′ve seen my bro, get 2 shots in his back
that′s what he gets,
don’t run yo mouth cause
he talk all that smack
if you gon′ talk all day up
then i’ma make you nap
i′ma pull up with my bros
and we gon’ make you clap,
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
you know i′m just winnin’, ayy
you know i’m just chillin′, ayy
you know i′m just k!llin’, ayy
you know i′m with villains, ayy
you know i smoked yo mans
& left em’ on the curb
whatchu talkin′ about lil’ boy,
you really got some nerve, uh

they k!lled my friend when i was 7
homie, see a homie dead
all this talking on yo big bro
just some thinking in my head
yeah, i pull up with my glock,
then i shoot up all the opps
i don′t care what they say,
you know i’m just running from the cops
my bro was too turnt forever,
yeah, he living on my block ayy,
i pull to the hood and
i just see him getting popped,
my bro was too turnt forever,
i don’t pop them x pills uh,
i had to go catch me a bag
then go collect bills, uh

uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

- officialkidjj lyrics

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