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shawny binladen - gang shit lyrics

[verse 1: shawny binladen]
uh, i can’t go unless the g there
opps outside, tell 4 i’ll be there
tippin’, he havin’ a t.i.p. [?]
uh, i’m in the woods wit’ [?]
f+ck 12, they tryna hit me wit’ three years
call double g [?] three clips
trap out the band or the gt lair
uh, servin’ that crack rock
right on the back block
whippin’ this brick watch it lock ike a padlock
she on the bench, ’cause that b+tch, she a mascot
i’m from the [?], yeah my bludda is mad hot
bludda is mad hot
givin’ out figis, we givin’ out headshots
how you gon’ run up? the gun got a red dot
7.62s, yeah, they makin’ his bed rock
died from a chest shot
louies, they deadstock
i’m rockin’ louis that you n+ggas can’t cop
off of the perky i’m feelin’ like hanc+ck
he dropped the [?], now we shoot up yo d+mn block

[verse 2: big yaya]
he thought i was gon rob him cause we came from sandbox
never seen my plug, d+mn, that n+gga from bangkok
all these d+mn [?] got water like [?]
lil bro runnin’, [?] the k [?] stop
i snow in the trap, [?] through monclers
back around, chill, let it sit aside, yeah
they way i get out the farm, n+ggas think that i’m derek
it’s a easy life, you in the trap wit’ hardware
you runnin’ yo steps, finna show ’em what i wear
cartier frames, [?] what i wear
you hear the trap doin’ numbers, they know that i’m there
yo’ b+tch said “pull up for the māthā”, told the b+tch that i’m here
when the [?] like clothes, i got like five pairs
lil bro caught a body, told me he get nightmares
shoot a n+gga in the face, like i said i don’t fight fair
they [?] i swear they don’t play fair
they say [?] don’t make it right there
need a pint, three hun’ a line, i’ll be right there
[verse 3: four50]
[?] woulda thought it was [?]
mario, luigi, ’cause i stay wit’ the [?]
top floor, n+gga, told my b+tch i was sight+seeing
do the dub, [?], so i guess that he like bleedin’
lookin’ at my eyes, so i guess that she don’t like seein’
never seen [?] wit’ a book, but he like readin’
b+tch, i’m in a beam, not a jeep, boy i stay creepin’
why they lock us down? yeah, i know that the state fiendin’
[?] in saks wit’ a sack, i hate neiman
n+gga, we don’t jugg for the same reason

[verse 4: grinchn4$]
i get the gun and i start squeezin’
i leave the scene when they start bleedin’
i put the [?] ’cause the [?] k!llers
my brother gon’ do a [?], i think that he a g+nius
100k, shoppin’ [?], we ain’t doin’ neiman
we just did the h+llcat, they know we do the demon
yellow n+gga, no cartier, yeah, my eyes bleedin’
yaya gon’ bend the whip, he got the fire
we just spent 5k up on louis
just cut the rap deal, we still independent
independent like i don’t got a plug
don’t sip no codeine put up in a mug
(codeine in a mug)

- shawny binladen lyrics

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