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lirik lagu sob x rbe - gang gang

[intro: slimmy b]
it’s wutie b on the boards
yeah n-gga, yeah n-gga, yeah n-gga, yeah n-gga

[verse 1: slimmy b]
we them n-ggas sendin’ shots, for all them n-ggas tellin’ cops
we them n-ggas buyin’ tint, foreigns slidin’ down the block
big glocks, big chops, h-ll no these ain’t props
all sticks, f-ck a stock, make a n-gga milly rock
naw baby i can’t dance, forty in my pants
i’m the mu-f-ckin’ man, broke b-tches i can’t stand
i get love across the globe, from the bay to j-pan
i do this sh-t for my fans and these motherf-ckin’ bands
we the n-ggas y’all can’t f-ck with, my n-ggas i’mma bust with
p-ssy so good, sh-t it made a n-gga bust quick
all these diamonds shinin’, h-ll no i don’t tuck sh-t
dirty and she’s broke, definition of a bum b-tch
toe tag, body bag, headshot, case closed
one-zero-zero, yeah b-tch that’s what the k hold
leanin’, gone off the syrup, no maple
y’all whippin’ out glocks, b-tch we whippin’ out drayco’s
n-gga!

[chorus: slimmy b]
gang, gang in this b-tch
bands on me, i’ll make it rain in this b-tch
bust down, lookin’ like a stain in this b-tch
try me and i’ll catch a case in this b-tch
n-gga! i was made for this sh-t
i’m a dog, i could never put a ring on a b-tch
two glocks on me, max payne in this b-tch
and i’ll turn into a shootin’ range in this b-tch

[verse 2: daboii]
glock on my hip, i’ll let the b-tch loose
bad b-tch with no morals, i’ll let the b-tch choose
b-tch go broke, i’ll let the b-tch poof
wanna cop it, she a geek, so i lent the b-tch boof
bro did his time, that’s two hundred ’cause he ain’t fold
n-ggas talkin’ tough on the net, but they ain’t bold
pray for your soul, ’cause if not we’ll take those
six whole figures, yeah b-tch that’s what the bank hold
b-tch! gang, gang in this b-tch
b-tch i’m daboii, max payne in this b-tch
chief sold two glocks, bang bang in this b-tch
sucka slide, give a f-ck, chains hang in this b-tch
brand new forty and it came with a stick
fresh out the box, so it came with a grip
if he talkin’ out his mouth, brodie aim at his lip
we them young wild n-ggas, no one’s safe in this b-tch
lil’ n-gga!

[outro: daboii]
like a stain in this b-tch
shooting range in this b-tch
n-ggas never been on, n-ggas purp’n on the net like they on, them n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
die b-tch, tell that n-gga die b-tch, die b-tch
gang b-tch, gang b-tch gang b-tch

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