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TG Flockaa - Everybody Sweap {Official Music Video)|Shot By @ChinolaFilms
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TG Crippy
TG Crippy
Vocals
TG Flockaa
TG Flockaa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TG Crippy
TG Crippy
Composer
TG Flockaa
TG Flockaa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TG Crippy
TG Crippy
Producer
Off Record
Off Record
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Grrah GPop Gang, gang, ah He told me how GPop—but we ain't gon talk bout that neither Free "shhh", he told me how GPop died, but we ain't gon talk bout that neither (Ah) Man these niggas is pussy, I know (I know) Like, how many times you gon' throw Bend thru the Well, bend thru the O's (Like, what?) Like somebody really gotta go Like, wait, who the fuck is a Sdot Go (Who that?) That nigga linking with opps that's a no Su-Suck dick, yeah, I'm taking your flow And if you got a problem nigga let me know We gon' bend thru the Dub with a whole lotta poles First opp that we see that nigga gotta go (DubK) Maneuver the V, we gotta get low 'Cause aftеr this shit we ain't tossing no pole (OYK) Yeah, I'm back, whеre they at? John Glo got took off the map (John Glo) Dumb lil nigga should've had him a strap Man, this shit get real I don't think you should lack (What the fuck) Hold on, I'm like wait, fuck that, let's go thru the 8 (YGK) We ain't playing with niggas 'cause nobody safe (Nobody safe) Free the bros locked down tryna beat up the case (Beat up the case) On the Rock, it was me and the 8 Lotta niggas was scared, they was moving with 12 DGunna ain't come out his cell (DGunna) If he did, me and Huntaa was giving him hell Beat him, my niggas blowing his face off Came home, wasn't fighting my case long (Grrah, grrah) Bitch, I'm 5th to the Sev 'til my day gone (5th to the Sev) Still free Kay, I know bro gon' stay strong (Free Kay Flock) And y'all know that I'm flocking for Doowop (Yeah) On a — tryna catch me a new opp (Grrah, grrah) Bitch told me chill 'cause I be moving too hot The Joker back home so y'all better not move wock' (Grrah, grrah) Pussy niggas better play their cards right 300, DOS, dumping on sight (Like, what?) Seen a opp nigga thought it was fight night (Grrah, grrah) Backed out, threw 5, missed, I was so tight (Tight) Bro came and he said it'll be alright Picked me up we was spinning like all night (All night) Everybody can't wait 'til they catch 'em a Flocka Run up on me I'ma throw, like (Grrah, grrah) And we still smoking Rah Rah, GPop, Mexi All them niggas got hit with a deady Dubski, Lucci, they wasn't ready But they still got popped like a cherry Notti, Dotty, this shit is heavy I don't wanna keep dissing 'cause that shit is whack But they talk on my bros for a fact So it's up and it's stuck and there's no coming back (Ah) And we gon' leave it at that Notti died nobody got back (Grrah, grrah) Edot died, they was mad (Grrah, grrah, boom) But I ain't gonna lie he all in this pack Every opp that dissed me, already died Every opp that dissed me, already shot Stop capping and telling them lies Before I go make a movie on your side (Suck my dick) 5th to the Sev, pop out like surprise I know you gon' run when you look in my eyes This a 30 stick but this is not a .9 (Gang, gang) It don't matter you still gon' die (Gang, gang, gang) I be off the pills, enjoying my time She be tryna chill, bitch, get off my line I don't need a bitch they be wasting time No bitch 'bout to play with my mind TG can't forget the Flockaa (Uh huh) Any nigga play, I bet you I'ma flock 'em (Grrah, grrah) Run down, hit him in his matta Twirl and he drop, fuck doing the cha cha (Grrah, grrah) None of you Folk niggas coming to my side Big die Gz and you know that I'm die Y (GDK) Tried to flock but I was on the right side Hung out the window 'cause it was a drive-by Ducking they taco when we slide by 'Cause they know we tryna catch a PD Being 5th to the Sev ain't easy If you see a opp you better do him greasy Chase flocking tryna get him gone He like, "TG fuck that we ain't showing remorse" Every Vato in Lambert, pick 'em off Either way, he gon' be laying dead on the floor (He dead)
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