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p-jizel dagate - free the gang lyrics

[intro]
brt, brrrr
brt, (buddha) brrrr
brt, brrrr
aye, aye
one time, two times
free my homies, on gang
we finna go bang
already know what we slang, yea

[verse 1]
pull out the gang
35 shots, and i’m finna let it bang
spraying everywhere, we call it rain
we leave ou float if you speak on my name
say free dawg
nah free the whole gang
it only rain when together, we spraying
get god attention
you better start praying
cuz chances are, you the first one that layin’
aye, flexin’ with the gang
yeah, you know we popped out
hit with thе stick, i let it bang
he was afraid, he opt out
i’m gеtting in this rap game
ma, i just dropped out
when you on the death note, every house you locked out
yea, free the gang
still got they sticks with me
imma let it bang
imma shoot at the opps, can’t fix they t++th
i’m ratatouille, cuz you don’t hear no sounds when i creep
i smoke you in a corner, chop you up, put you in a creek
i put a bag around you cuz i been knew that bodies leak
should’ve took you in the car
but i didn’t wanna damage the seats
you better shut up, shoot yo’ mouth out if you try to speak
yea, yea
[chorus]
better save yo’ homies, nah
unlock yo’ homies
unblock yo’ homies
it’ll make you less mopy
it’ll make you less nosy
yea, yea
yea, yea
yeah

[verse 2]
bullets make yo’ ears ring
aim at a rapper, make him sing
just got a girl, call her my zing
police thinking they stand a chance
but they never noticed me
styrofoam guns in my room, ’bout 4 feet
i ain’t for keef, so why you had the sf4 feat
you gon’ look my granny the way i shoot at yo’ t++th
like it’s the disney flow for me, it’s everyday man
i own the whole world, every single inch of land
i want my homie back home, for cash i make a plan
i got a drac and i’m a pro, got the right stance
need my brothers back, need my mother back
my family keep dyin’, and getting locked up
n0body ever feel for me, they just say, “that’s tough”
if you even live from me, then you in luck
stop lyin’ to me, keep it a buck
that girl running to me, she got a truck
yea
[chorus]
better save yo’ homies, nah
unlock yo’ homies
unblock yo’ homies
it’ll make you less mopy
it’ll make you less nosy
yea, yea
yea, yea
yeah

- p jizel dagate lyrics

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