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versace - mover lyrics lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m g28, young gunner, no gibs, no story, no fibs
shoot up the olders, then shoot up the kids, i don’t care about sh+t
i’m always on grippings, so know i ain’t slipping, so darg, i won’t slip
catch him in traffic, rev it and [?]
if the doors are all locked, then we’re loading the glock, and we’re letting it rip
you best move out your crib if i know where you live ‘cos i’m onto you pr+cks
f+ck your apologies, when you approach me, you know what it is
you know what i’m on, i’m on buying guns so we [?] to gym
i come to your town, the .44 is loud, and the .45 is massive
i’m sitting this [?] with dingers and hammers, not minding them cameras
i’m [?] the green, i’m shooting the greens, and dargie, i’m active
i got the real smith, these n+ggas will smith ‘cos, yеah, they’re all actin’
a body got shot, a body got dropped, and nothing still happеned
got feds at my door, i’m getting report, i don’t know what happened
no comment, no chatting, remind me of bellman ‘cos nah, i ain’t rattin’
my beard is ballad, and my whips are all foreign because i get cash in
the streets getting peak, i’m just spicing the beef ‘cos [?] was landing
my n+ggas are active, my n+ggas are active, yeah, we’re all active
they violating [?], i just called up the nigs and you know i’m reacting
we’re stashing the guns and dashing the gloves, you know that we’re patterned

[verse 2]
man can’t make dough in my hood, we’re no bringing f+ck ballies, i’ll rob him
agi, on agi, on agi, got us man italian shopping
gambi, versace, but me, i prefer me some fendi and prada
nigs wanna k!ll me, so i know i got that when i step in my barber
these rappers they fake, talk greasy but really, what case have they caught?
i caught me that charge, then made sure the witness didn’t make it to court
i walk with a buck, my fragrance lacoste, of course imma bust
ch, we ’bout it, the d+ckhead from c’s, but p+ssy allow it
my b+tch, she from asia, we go to occasions, we eating a blazer
she knows i’m a [?], who busses up gun, but none of that phase her
my dargie, wallahi, you give me the drop, i’ll pepper the party
i love me a burner, i’m acting my turn, i’ll grab her and hit her

- versace lyrics

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