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yungjay - abgs pt.2 lyrics

[intro]
gang
gang
gltttttt
yung jay
lil b-tch
i’m on that folk sh-t
i’m on that choo sh-t
aye abgs b-tch
glttt
lil b-tch
gang

[verse 1]
i’m on a whole lotta’ choo sh-t
oh you ain’t know b-tch?
folks wit’ me, we ain’t come to play we came to smoke sh-t
twirl wit’ me, hang wit’ me
everybody got a chop
anybody could get shot
i got gang with me
run up on a opp block with a big pole
if we warring then i’m leaving him there
that’s on go
last n-gg- opened up for the b-tch and got zoed
for the opps, heard they waiting to lose another bro
the opps don’t spin no blocks
these n-gg-s got no poles
talking hot up on the book
they do it for straight shows
catch an opp he getting shot
with his moms or his bro
f-ck them n-gg-s, f-ck they block
abgs win em all
say you choo and you ain’t never slide for this sh-t
screaming e4p but you ain’t never ride for this sh-t
tired of fake bros and em switching sides in this sh-t
free the f-cking gang they out here doing time for this sh-t
so much animosity up in me for my opps
i be spazzing
like i just wanna see a body drop, when i’m clapping
glizzy wit’ me every sh-ll i got b-tch you can have it
done been through mad sh-t
let the feeling of that ratchet put the gang up on your block b-tch
if you think you bout’ this
n-gg- stay at home
you a kid
you ain’t on sh-t
gang
run up on that opp from behind then i clapped him
don’t know how the f-ck boy survived thought i whacked him
b-tch i been totin’ chops since i was nine
got so many chops, wanna be a opp?
just get in line
this that choo sh-t
screaming “f-ck yo gang” i’m on that folk sh-t
gang sh-t, everybody know how we go sh-t
we on sh-t, the choppa hit him up and throw his body into motion
i’m on that block
tryna’ get a mil from the chicken spot
with the chop, filled wit’ h-lla hollows
boy i just spinned through b-raq, just tryna spit out that gauge
and this sh-t for life, smoking on fatboy and screaming out f-ck ike
i know meeky tight, the way that boy died that n-gg- better k!ll his life
pull up here tryna fight, this chop right here taking many life
back out and let the [?] blam, made my opps do the running man

[chorus]
100 for the opps
in the drop
spinning every block
if i see a opp
on my soul i’m gon’ make a shot
everything for pop
f-ck the opps
they know how we rock
pull up on that block
let it flock
abgs hot
100 for the opps
in the drop
spinning every block
if i see a opp
on my soul i’m gon’ make a shot
everything for pop
f-ck the opps
they know how we rock
pull up on that block
let it flock
abgs hot

[verse 2]
you ain’t tryna’ get left on the scene
b-tch i’m glizzy but i bought a 40 with a beam
outchea hunting for the opps in the v
speak on pop and i’m spinning every week
on ac
i got my guns with us
should be h-lla fun
but the opps see a n-gg- and they run
i’m linking any man
b-tch i keep it choo just for the gang
i’m just doing what it do
you had your chop up on you we’re never blue
i’m your opp you saying you never knew
the opps really talking hot like they shooting sh-t
but never bend a block
big chops stay away for big opps
watch em run when i shoot
i’m shooting everybody down
run up with the trey pound
headshot em if he loose
and let a b-tch try to line me
i’ll have so much flicks on that scene like paparazzi
trump in my trunk b-tch
you know how we rock
pull up static for the 50 shot and we spinning blocks
p-ssy you ain’t on nothing
n-gg- you don’t know us
we gon grab that blicky
just run up and start dumping
you ain’t gang n-gg- you ain’t even on the same thing
but f-ck all my oppers i put the chopper in his face
gang

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