
lirik lagu finatic , lildoomut , choppaboy - gang gang gang
verse 1: choppaboy:
wake up its nun bout bread on my mind
i remember times when i ain’t have a dime
[?]” tryn make these [?]”rhymes
smoking this sour like i’m eating like a lime
lil n~gga think he better than us yeah musta lost his mind \
[?] what bullets swerve that n~gga spine
gang gang gang
slide through turn that n~gga to a cheetah
shaking my head these n~ggas is speeders
that n~gga got flipped he a cheerleader
gang gang gang
verse 2: lildoomut:
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
gang gang gang
lil bro try run up bang
[?]” his head like tory lanez
i’m black asl like luol deng
go go go n~gga we never stop
i’m in the house i’m never on the block
just like bread we gon aim at his top
she want my c~ck i told her kick rocks
they turn it up they hear me on the speaker
that was my baby call me justin bieber
[?]”
i got my [?]” in that hoe she a eater
[?]” with this ruler like a teacher
she like my smile it’s making her h~rny
shorty her poppin but her father corny
i made her mad she gon ignore me
i dont even care cause it dont annoy me
40 tucked
run up on me bet i bust
try to race me i left him in the dust
smoking ya deadmanz it’s smelling like must
d~mn this n~gga stink
the way i was ballin you would think i was paint
shorty let me bust a nut on her face
and i dont even care cause [?]” had to hate
verse 3: finatic:
hop out the whip whack him
n~ggas be bags you know imma pack him
take all his cash sack him
this 40 like hands you know imma clap him
hop on the beat now i’m going insane
you n~ggas be slimy yall n~ggas is lame
shoot off his hip make him rush for his brain
cold stone now they calling me kane
talking onna gram
this 40 named mary turn him to a lil lamb
and no i’m not dumping trash out this can
i stay with the smith n~ggas thinking i’m san
got all this cash they in rubberbands
i got so much cash n~ggas think i scam
my 40 gon price his face like a scan
then call up the gang we gon hop in the van
finatic goat
i’m blowing this tec coach
steppin on all you n~ggas roach
bullets leaving n~ggas washed soap
slide on fridays looking for daymond
pull up and flame i dont do no aiming
my uzi wet em and he thought it was raining
bullets start heating him up now he flaming
and you know imma walk down
not an animal but i’m still gon hawk down
have the police put chalk down
have him saying sorry cause he know its his fault now
and you know imma steppa
if i catch me a opp then you know imma stretch em
but im talkin yoga
imma slide in a shark it ain’t a toyota
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu jerimiawongo - white void
- lirik lagu rokas yan - nelauk
- lirik lagu sleep token - look to windward
- lirik lagu futbolìn - couch
- lirik lagu dead=1 - the beast still stirs
- lirik lagu may thirteen - dracula
- lirik lagu ilker (tur) - sanrılar
- lirik lagu carne - j.u.m
- lirik lagu blackbook (ch) - painkiller
- lirik lagu santa fe klan, tornillo & 473 music - kódigos