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waka flocka flame - where dem gangstas be lyrics

[hook: waka flocka flame]
i love to smoke mary jane, love to sell x pills
drinking on this purple lean ’cause i like the way it feel
chilling with hrc, but i’m screaming hst
shawty, where them gangstas be? where the f-ck them gangstas be?
love to smoke mary jane, love to sell x pills
drinking on this purple lean ’cause i like the way it feel
chilling with hrc, but i’m screaming hst
shawty, where them gangstas be? where the f-ck them gangstas be?

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
head shot a n-gga quick, f-ck a hundred round clip
goonies ’round me dangerous, jewelry on my neck and wrist
my fence cost a mansion, my t–th cost a hummer
riding through the ‘dale, trying to f-ck somebody’s mamma
i’m hoodrich with dunte, waka flocka so street
baby, why don’t you join my team called 1017?
homie, why don’t you join my team? we the new n-ggas
so icey drug dealers, brick squad trap n-ggas

[verse 2: bama 2 cups]
this hrc-so icey sh-t, yeah, we’re known to strike you quick
catch us in the 6, busting bricks like karate kid
yeah, i move a lot of it, guallas, get a lot of it
n-ggas talking sh-t ’bout i rob them, then i probably did
been up on some gangsta sh-t, fifty mids in that 6
give them to me, i’ll move them quick, flocka is on “let’s do it” sh-t
glock 4-0, extended clip, [?] back then, new [?]
bring them in, bust them quick, count them ends, let’s get rich

[verse 3: bama 2 cups]
all them gangstas, where them gangstas be?
posted in the trap with my carbon 40 next to me
stupid goon with that guard the weed
got b-tch outside, i’ll sell for fee
cross the line, they’ll take the piece
they’ll get you good, they’ll [?]
probably pay and [?]
you work before you start to [?]
see y’all off in my trap, you can get shot before your [?]
so i go bring choppers, i got llamas, we gon’ get it in
heard about us, stupid lit
say they ain’t got plenty bricks
so hoodrich, we gon’ hit this sh-t

[verse 4: 116 shawty]
don’t worry ’bout what i’ma do, [?] go and drop a deuce
drop this top up on your crew, all this smell [?]
in the trap with three [?], four stacks, all profit
thousand packs hauled off and blowing loud with waka flocka
glock 40, getting accustomed, best believe we got them choppers
head shotters, cocaine, kush and skittles [?]
love to pop x pills ’cause i like the way they feel
[?] ain’t got no record deal

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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