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v-nasty - gg lyrics

[verse:]
broke n-ggas can’t stand near me, b-tch n-ggas be h-lla scary
broke n-ggas can’t stand near me, countin on the drum, you can’t f-cking hear me
do you f-cking hear me, i don’t think you listening
posted on my block, hoe, all my chains is glissening
all my hoes, i’m pimpin m
all these bricks, we sellin m
ak on the boat, we goin catch m snitches, man
let the heat off, yeah, we make it drip on m
got the 40 on my hip, take the 40 off my hip for m
i will take your chain, talk to my team, i toat the thing
you see the eyes, you see the plane
will take his doe, won’t say his name
all these hoes, off the pills
30 shots, don’t mess around
leavin that f-ckboy on the ground
doa, yeah, hear the sound
money took control of me, that guap all over me
f-ck with all of my n-ggas free, that gold house, to the ent
double cheese, we don’t f-ck with rooggers
smoke opd, they done took my shooters
sware to god, i’m goin insane
got half a quarter, now they hatin on my whip game
didn’t have a dollar, now they hatin on my b-tch, man
trappin out of benzos, now they hatin that i’m rich, man
i f-ck with mo, and i f-ck with kreay
f-ck with benzes, and f-ck with lambs
f-ck with rob, f-ck with slim, f-ck with ty, we all shooters
blood gang, we all shooters

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