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lirik lagu 67 - i go, gang go

[intro]
sixty
srb seperation confirmed (free up the squad ten times) coming up on staging the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes five seconds

[chrous: ld] x2
anywhere i go, gang go
boxes in the bando (alla that)
anywhere i go, gang go
gun same size as a rambo
my yg’s walk around with skengs
pray they don’t end up like jango
and i can’t wait till my bro’s home
free them, sweeter than mango

[verse 1: ld]
i touched a hill like what’s goody?
star line tucked in my hoodie
with two f-cked up yardys, one mali
that’s new persculi and tooky
tg spent for 50 on boogs
but trust he needs the good look
iced out can’t he see that on boog
anything else we see, he gets took
i done a load of drops, i’m no cabby
i done a load of opps with no swammy
anywhere i go, gang go f-ck the feds we got swammy’s
two thousand grams of that ammie
drop five hundred grams of an allies
gun same size as a rambo, smoked an opp with that ally
twenty six g’s in the bin that’s [?]
i swear that my dons buss case (free the bro)
got feds tryna find out where i stay, how could i ever feel safe (what the f-ck?)
got a new 357, you don’t wanna know what i play
skeng in a 3 litre truck, i ain’t tryna end up like j

[verse 2: dimzy]
bad up plenty amnesia
now, i’m tryna smoke up like shisha
4 door truck, 3 man in two beaters
split ting dot, dot ting them man sweeper
if you talk the feds, you’re a cheater
n-gga’s crying to the feds, what a weeper
in a view room no call me, not a speaker
man roll up on your block
it’s kinda ments right now bring a doss no need for a mop
had a little set back, man i lost couple bag with a doss
in skengs we trust
so i trust this [?] to go and get me some guwop
what’s with all the lies and the beef, you’re fooled in the beef
all this got stopped
n-gga’s talk to the feds tryna lock man down
all this got stopped
tell a peng ting go on roll up the weed while man’a man cut this grub
free sj, he got bagged with the rusty one (free him up, free him up, free him up)

[verse 3: monkey]
on the ride with the big w on the way to the bando
lemme phone asap quick, he kway out in the bando
when my line rings off i don’t miss, i’m tryna get them grams tho
bro got bagged with the 5th, now we just chilling with jango
tell her bake me some dope, man’a need bread for a lambo
spin don’t jam, hit your fam, spill it it’s mango
clip same size as a rambo, anywhere i go gang goes
free d rose and blanco
feds took 26 g’s, i’m stressing
plain clothes tryna chase man down in the back road b i’m stressing
judge gave sj 5, but he could’ve got more take that as a blessing
[?]
spin don’t jam, b-tch no messing

- lirik lagu 67

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