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lirik lagu shredgang mone - b4

[intro: the godfather & shredgang mone]
b~tch
you know what the f~ck goin’ on, n~gga (free the guys, rip the guys)
yeah
shh, shh (yeah), shh (yeah)
shred, shred, shred, shred, shred

[verse 1: the godfather]
i had bodies in the streets before time up
good aim, gon’ hit him in the head when it rise up (come here)
addicted to the lean, i love my cup
hit a n~gga b~tch, she tried to play like i’m not the one (ha)

[verse 2: shredgang mone & 9000 rondae]
i’ve been strippin’ n~ggas way before i told y’all
i scream yay yay, they comin’ like a roll call
diamonds in my earrings look like snowb~lls (d~mn)
sixteen for twenty~three, that’s that low ball (yeah)

[verse 3: 9000 rondae]
we had glocks before we gave ’em what they want
i don’t take ’em serious, think they gon’ play? i bet they won’t
why they got him pushin’ point? get his shot, i bet he choke
think he safe ’cause he in the joint? i still can get him smoked

[verse 4: the godfather]
man, get a n~gga touched, get his head wrapped
used to take him on a plane, so how they brung the mail back?
i don’t sell crack, take a hit, gon’ count up every rack
gotta hold it with two hands ’cause the switchy on the strap, well
[verse 5: shredgang mone]
i’ll send a b~tch and make her bring a bag back (uh~huh)
then go buy some dracs and have the hood lookin’ like baghdad
with it or without it, n~ggas treat me like i’m mad max
all through they section with the drac’, i’m ’bout to tap it

[verse 6: 9000 rondae]
mask on, but they could tell by how i’m shootin’, bro, that’s pat man
hit they block broad day, give a f~ck about the backlash
have your mans eatin’ bullets while he runnin’, now he pac~man
p~ssy ass still livin’, would’ve died, but the strap jammed

[verse 7: the godfather]
eenie~meenie~miney~moe, somebody finna die
he can hold the sh~t he seen, so he went and testified
make the wrong move, i’ma shoot, you gon’ be next to god
i can’t never put this gun down, i’m steppin’ for the guys

[verse 8: shredgang mone]
then go ink pink pepper stink then hit him with the fully
come through shootin’ this b~tch just like mello with the hoodie (yeah)
i’ve been tryna chill and get paper, but n~ggas tryna push me (huh?)
ain’t gon’ be happy ’til i’m poppin’ out they bushes

[verse 9: 9000 rondae]
i be with motherf~ckin’ dogs, boy, you be with the p~ssies
play the game on hall of fame, n~gga, you keep it on rugby
you finally shot your first n~gga, boy, oh, you want a cookie?
compact glock hittin’ anybody, call it snooky (yeah)

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