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Kevo Damenace
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Kevo Damenace
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73rd
Goo, Go!
Goo, Go!
Go!
Aye
If foenem on go they gon' get 'em, aye
And no they don't shoot at a car, they get right up on you
Yea get up witchu, aye
And I got a ball on my shooter, yea he get so thirsty to walk up a pillow
Aye, and I got a whole lotta money, and a whole lotta shots
It ain't shit to dismiss 'em
Goo, Go!
Aye, my shorties'll hop out 'nd blick 'em, aye
Fuck all that Internet, we is not into that
Just like a remix we mix 'em
Aye, them 223's a make his ass freeze, like he was taking a picture, aye
And I fell in-love with the drama, fell in-love with the streets, and I know what come wit' it
Aye Goo, Go!
Aye
And I chase you down I can't miss you
If I can't find you or get a ride witchu, I'm sending your brother a missile
I don't do no hiding, I'm riding with fifty plus shots in this muhfucking rental
Aye, and shorty got hit in his mouth with a .762
Ain't no going to the dental (On god)
We catch him lackin', it's one of those
Don't got his pole, his ass gettin' smoked
Leave his ass dead in that big ass coat
Him and his bro, his ass a smoke
My wrappy gon' get 'em, his ass on go
Foenem be buggin' and they already know
And we twenty deep, twenty guns at a show
Catch you up in traffic, get left on the road
I love a switch, you love a bitch, we not the same baby-brother (Nope)
You fuck with the gang but you cannot hang
You is a lame baby-brother (On bro)
You fuck with the opps, they ass some cops
You want the fame baby-brother, aye
Until we get on you, put this thirty on you, and make yo life change baby-brother
73rd
Writer(s): Kevo
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