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p.y.g - untitled 2007 lyrics

[intro: ?]
pecknarm (pecknarm)
07 (07)
black gang (black gang)
vietnarm blocks (vietnarm blocks)
tiny darks (tiny darks)
young k!lla (young k!lla)
young shak (young shak)
young size (young size)
p-y f-cking g
dun know
it’s a black gang ting all day, every f-cking day yeah
show them something darks

[verse 1: t.darko]
i’m on my ting, i’m not g-ssed up (g-ssed up)
you can’t ball in my hood, you’ll get g-ssed up (g-ssed up)
and the next time you won’t be in luck (in luck)
’cause the icy chain gots gonna get sucked (wow)
so the next time i ain’t rolling with pr-cks
no b-tch n-ggas getting out that mystic (mystic)
now i’m with my team, the full circle (pyg)
dead a n-gga, all i need is one sh-ll like a turtle (bow)
ready to ride (ready), black gloves
.45, that’s a cannon on my side (cannon on my side)
i’m another, pecknarm mobster
pecknarm young gunner, heartless mobster
yo, little miss
holla at these chicks
on a big man ting, can’t be slapping up no b-tch
get a jezzie that can be sucking on my d-ck (yeah)
deep throat, so fam i’m gonna bust up on her lips (ahh)

[verse 2: y.k!lla]
i’ve heard there’s couple [?], planning on dropping me
so how comes not one of your pr-cks, have bust shots at me? (p-ssies)
now it’s on a home a phone, telling me to stop the beef (nah)
’cause i ain’t down for the long ting, i just c-ck and squeeze (bow)
so bring the beef
’cause trust me it ain’t nuttin new
your boys strapped, what you think butch ain’t got a suttin too?
fam fall back, you don’t want me to call nut and boost (nope)
i’ll have tiny darks running ’round here bucking yous (haha)
while you’re on a link, i’ll have your lightie ducking too
while we was talk, if he talks, [?] grab the pump and shoot
and never burst in unless you’re looking, to duppy youts
and don’t stop shooting ’til you see the c-nt can’t move
i think it’s ’cause we’re gutter, they don’t like hard tunes but f-ck waiting at the door (f-ck that)
we’ll just barge straight through
in a large group, and, couple dark suits
screaming vietnarm so you don’t have to ask who (yeah)

[verse 3: y.shak]
me and tiny darks bringing those lumps in (lumps in)
holla at menace so we can get dumping (dumping)
right now cuz, we keeping shotty’s pumping (pumping)
back all day, we carry dough like dumpling (jheez)
you can get your strap, ’cause i’mma get mine (get mine)
draw for your pump, l!ck out your intestines (intestines)
i’ve been on the block since i was f-cking 9 (early)
so i’mma start, breaking down these n-ggas like enzymes
young f-cking shak (young f-cking shak), i’ve got my strally on me
gonna move light
so any n-gga stunting on me (stunting on me), i’ll make it rain motherf-cker when the glizzy pops
black bandanna, leathers never moving hot (don’t forget it)
let a n-gga try a ting, i’m gonna set him one (set him one)
and you talk about straps (talk about)
but when my nephew’s 16, i’m gonna get him one (get him one)
and believe me, he will put it to anyone (anyone)

[verse 4: y.size]
f-ck oc (oc)
f-ck pif pif (pif pif)
this is pecknarm, where n-ggas gives a sh-t (give a sh-t)
we’re riders (riders), no sliders (sliders)
and if it’s beef you pr-cks know where to find us
we’re slangers (slangers), real bangers (real bangers)
you fake n-ggas put your coats on hangers (hang ’em up)
pecknarm’s the ends, vietnarm’s the blocks
these are real n-ggas that won’t [?] to leave holes in tops
trust me fam, my line, rip for shots
and don’t make snitches, know what you got
’cause they’ll be singing to the cops
n-ggas try to move to me i’ll be squeezing off the glock
i’ll have b-tch n-ggas laying on the floor
screaming out for god (little b-tch)
when it’s time for beef, pecknizzy n-ggas will me squeezing off the shots (obviously)

[outro: ?]
i told you little p-ssies
man’s just screaming out government names and dat
f-ck all that
that’s snitching b
it’s the ‘narm ting all day everyday, f-ck your cliques
we’re out b

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