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spark master tape - gnpwdr lyrics

[chorus]
e’rybody in my gang hustle
6ix9ine with the mouth you in trouble, (treyway!)
purest coca in the game so we chargin’ double
i just done a double homi didn’t have to move a muscle

[verse 1]
i’m a lazy f-ckin’ gangsta dawg
an i drip harder than a water cooled tesla would
mamacita with a nexus so her chest look good
b-tch i’m bleedin while you dappin’
i just flex my hood
i’m with my uzi imma chase you like ya name is the kid
got my d-ck out in the club and imma aim at your b-tch
its a must to have to rent the girls to party in the crib
bout to leave their bodies up in the back of the whip
and its all about the money yeah
got some bodies in the motha f-ckin tub again
movin bundles till they stacked up in them rubberbands
we ain’t stop until we crash up in the club again
darker than a summer tan

[chorus]
e’rybody in my gang hustle
6ix9ine with the mouth you in trouble, (treyway!)
purest coca in the game so we chargin’ double
i just done a double homi didn’t have to move a muscle

[verse 2]
i wake up and smell like gunpowder
raining bullets on the weak, that’s a dumb shower
mobbin i been poppin’ shotgun c-cking lift their block up
all my herb has got that hair b-tch i smokke chewbakka
im a wakkeboi, movin’ weight like skateboards
move away to cancun and cop a bigger cake boy
never been a saint boy, i make you pay for it
feature waka flocka we went harder in the paint for it

b-tches, trick i’m in the trenches
gotta do them bids before i finish the sentence
all you pay attention, i been in the sections
bullet-proof my whip so the haters can’t catch me it’s on the gang

[chorus]
e’rybody in my gang hustle
6ix9ine with the mouth you in trouble, (treyway!)
purest coca in the game so we chargin’ double
i just done a double homi didn’t have to move a muscle

[verse 3]
no i’m never nervous. ain’t no mom’s spaghetti (nah)
b-tch i’m in my hood i grip a long machete (yeah)
cut these two c-nts, yeah this mask on ready
try to hold me down but that ain’t work out hoe i’m commissary

chillin’ in the gangland
i be k!llin’ if i’m feelin’ with the gang gang
let the flag and the pants hang
pack a bag with a smoke and a flashbang

these markks wanna hang
p-ss-i on my dial, i got p-ss-i on my brain
shawty give me head, she be singin all day
get all of tha p-ss-i kkus these rappers all g-y
im just sayin

[chorus]
e’rybody in my gang hustle
6ix9ine with the mouth you in trouble, (treyway!)
purest coca in the game so we chargin’ double
i just done a double homi didn’t have to move a muscle

- spark master tape lyrics

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