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It be the Gorilla Gang Say, G, if you bring that pistol you know that's five, nigga? I ain't even trippin', I got that bitch on me (Dumb) With that pistol I'ma ride with it If I get caught up down bad I'm taking my five with it Ain't never slippin', dawg, I gotta keep that iron with me My mama pray for me, she know I'm living wild, nigga, wild, nigga Jack who? Take what? Nigga, never Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel Flash out, we can take it to that level Crash out, my team really 'bout whatever See I'm out sippin' lean that boulevard adopted me Got a A plus at hitting licks and pulling robberies We jack shit, we wack shit, no mask in broad day Like Charlemagne, we untamed, might show up where you stay Been wilding out my body since I beat my last case If a nigga get out they body Quin' gon put 'em in they place Cruising through your section with that pistol when I'm riding Before I let a nigga kill me I'll rather do that five How your section thuggin' when your big dawg owe rent? All up in a nigga paper but not running to the lick I ain't with that rap beefing nigga, I'm just stating facts Boy, your whole team pussy All you bitch niggas got jacked Jack who? Take what? Nigga, never Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel Flash out, we can take it to that level Crash out, my team really 'bout whatever Time to set the record straight Let me get a clip, sleepy, what's the business? Ain't none of these niggas real Sorry I just can't respect the fake Been done ran up on a nigga, slapped him dead up in his face (Pussy) I'm warning you, lil' niggas, it's over with if you play with us My niggas robbers and killers, better put your paper up Ain't got no time for that back and forth and that this and that I'm a hustler, if I loss it I get it back Shoutout to smooth, I'm with that fuckin' nigga I'm clutching pistols, you play with me I'ma bust it, nigga Don't trust a nigga, you betta stay in your lane, man We dropping hits and killing shit just like the Bangman I ain't even trippin', I got that bitch on me (Dumb) With that pistol I'ma ride with it If I get caught up down bad I'm taking my five with it Ain't never slippin', dawg, I gotta keep that iron with me My mama pray for me, she know I'm living wild, nigga, wild, nigga Jack who? Take what? Nigga, never Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel Flash out, we can take it to that level Crash out, my team really 'bout whatever (Dumb)
Writer(s): Marlon Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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