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lirik lagu gucci mane & young scooter – hit somethin

[verse 1: gucci mane]
i hang around murderers
still running with the robbers
dope boys my partners
so you don’t want these problems
[?] cause i have a clip [?] closet
take a hostige
[?] to your head [?] like a [?]
the n~ggas that i rock with
don’t give a f~ck about sh~t
the hot sh~t, they got it
but they act like they ain’t got sh~t
[?] no need to c~ck it
cause i done c~cked it
the chopsticks, [?] boxes
[?]
i’m nasty, i shoot you in your face, and close your caskit

[chorus: gucci mane]
[?] the stove on
i’m in the kitchen, tryna make it through the high [?]
i’m counting money in my motherf~cking long jons
and i wish a n~gga would steal my phone
got a shotgun
get a chopper, son
are you a street n~gga? you ain’t got no gun
talking sh~t, son
better get one
we shooting in the air, we tryna hit something
[verse 2: young scooter]
[?] want to hit something
straight rappin ass n~gga, make a hit or something
talking bout what you done did, sell a brick or something
your b~tch ain’t got no red bottoms, then go and get her some
cut the stove on
let the pot boil
i’m a hot boy
n~gga f~ck y’all
turn it up a notch, ball till i fall
street lottery, that make my money long
still in poverty, with the jack boys
i got 223’s, i got macks, boy
let the dope dry, get your sack, boy
freeband gang, and bricksquad

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