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semi homie – gass him up lyrics

[intro]
(uh, uh, on the men)
(you know how we coming, uh, on the men) (yo hustle)
(on the men, hey hustle)
(they know what we on)

[chorus]
y’all gon’ gas him up just for him to die i ain’t even gon’ spin when he die (uh, uh)
you know i’m backing my men if they want to bag you i ain’t asking why (what? [?], ain’t no way)
i’ve been sitting on this house since five it’s twelve i ain’t see him so i get them racks
i was kirking had the hit on my car with that g22 sh+t was fire in the back (f+ck)
you b+tch+ass n+gga you ain’t nothing but an artist (b+tch+ass)
you could be on my good side i still might rob you (i still might rob you)
know trale won’t go young n+gga my heart
i’m just thinking how it’d be if the members wasn’t locked
i hate n+ggas that fake try to spin thеn hide
go spin the opps and on the mеn we back outside
i know it was him n+gga broke+ass n+gga had on them same jeans (broke+ass n+gga)
hashtag gang make n+ggas go mainstream (hashtag gang)

[verse]
i’m the n+gga they be calling when they ain’t tryna do nothing but they’re tryna get sh+t done
we the real sh+t starters in the city we drop our mask and take everything we want (don’t ask)
n+gga told me some hot+ass numbers on bands i d+mn near upped my twenty on holmes (on the men)
you know what i’m on, i’m one of them that’ll lay in your bushes until you come home (facts)
that n+gga that be stuffing them amiris, n+gga i’m him
them n+ggas get robbed i ain’t nothing like them (sweet+ass n+gga)
why is you speaking on shootings? you missed (why is you?)
you ain’t ever d.o.a. nothing you ain’t ready for this (that n+gga ain’t nothing)
my younging thirteen i just bought him a blatt
i’m in traffic with jai and he riding with [?] (hey hashtag)
i was rolling that gen’ four my gun jammed on me
lil’ bro hurt a n+gga heard he tried to put his hands on him
i hopped out on a n+gga with his b+tch and she ran on me (where you going at?)
really cl!cked at a n+gga i was in at the jail (on the men)
we was on a high+speed chase we was riding with that sh+t
g22, ap and a switch (hey low)
i be getting aggressive i don’t know how to solve depression
put my gun in your face where the f+ck is that money at?
hop out and drive on the men bro did that (hey jai)
f+ck up the opps with another n+gga gun i did that (on the men)
got to cl!cking while low was right there i ain’t see him (on the men)
that n+gga bleed how i bleed why the f+ck would i see him?
i’m ’bout to get me some bands for the [?], i’ll push you
you could act crazy if you want to n+gga i’ll push you (you better not)
you could act crazy if you want to b+tch i’ll push you (you will die)
bro serving some n+ggas that be smoking them perc’s they ain’t pop it
we took him down we the reason n+ggas bring up his name (on the men)
i just got a drop i’m ’bout to go put this n+gga in a picture frame (on the men)
i ain’t giving out no passes, they was d+ckriding ’em so they gotta get these consequences
my younging bagged his cousin he was down bad that’s a cold+hearted younging (younging a k!ller)
i’ll come and get you out my sh+t depending how bad i want your sweet ass (on the men)
i was creeping on a n+gga through ’bout six cars he ain’t see me so i upped on his loose ass
[chorus]
y’all gon’ gas him up just for him to die i ain’t even gon’ spin when he die (uh, uh)
you know i’m backing my men if they want to bag you i ain’t asking why ([?], ain’t no way)
i’ve been sitting on this house since five it’s twelve i ain’t see him so i get them racks (i ain’t even [?])
i was kirking had the hit on my car with that g22 sh+t was fire in the back (f+ck)
you b+tch+ass n+gga you ain’t nothing but an artist (b+tch+ass)
you could be on my good side i still might rob you (i still might rob you)
know trale won’t go young n+gga my heart (hey trale)
i’m just thinking how it’d be if the members wasn’t locked (free the men)
i hate n+ggas that fake try to spin then hide (i hate y’all)
go spin the opps and on the men we back outside (on the men)
i know it was him n+gga broke+ass n+gga had on them same jeans
hashtag gang make n+ggas go mainstream (hashtag gang)

- semi homie lyrics

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