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All these niggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy Draco to his fuckin' face, bitch Let's get it Gang, gang, gang All these niggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy (Bitch) Pull up in a striker, Draco to his fuckin' face (Boom) Ran out of lean, broski poured another eight (Lean) Don't let them niggas gas you up 'cause you gon' die today Foenem slide on them opp niggas (Slide) Pillow talkin' to that bitch, she give yo' drop, nigga (Pussy) Never cared about whoever don't rock with us (Gang) C3 poppin' out the cut, bitch, he drop niggas Pull up rockin' out like thirty with that chop, nigga Don't fuck around with no off-brand pipes, wе got Glocks, nigga Reach for this chain then have yo' brains all ovеr yo' socks, nigga We ain't no rappers, we some fuckin' rock stars, nigga Nikkos, Dracos, we got shit that go through cars, nigga You think you gang, poppin' out with that shit'll get you robbed, nigga We high-speed ready, make them bitches do they job, nigga All my opps, they cliquin' up 'cause this shit hard Gang, you go that way, I go that way, I bet we hit 'em up How they tryna beef with us and they ain't got enough? Put that shit up on his head, them vultures hit him up SongtexteAnd he gon' need a ambulance to come and get him up He tryna beef up on the 'net and I ain't into that We catch 'em out, buck-buck, hit his fuckin' back Like Timo, it's a go, we gon' get 'em wet I put that shit up on Stone and that's gon' get 'em checked They know that Doodie, he from Kankakee (Kankakee) That last pussy nigga got killed tryin' to play with me (Facts) How you sayin' you a killer but you told somethin'? (Bitch) They phony, kids can see I'm up, they wanna hold somethin' (Fuck 'em), there he go Fell out that car and take his top off (Grah) He a ho, he be woofin', he ain't drop nothin' (Fuck 'em) It's a go, get in traffic and go pop somethin' (Skrrt, boom) I ain't go to school, I ain't had no locker If they catch 'em, spot 'em, drop 'em Xan and lean, I need a doctor, smokin' dope like a rasta Get a bag, I got a lotta, I be trappin' like my father OTF, them my loyal brothers (Bitch) We came from that mud, but we blood brothers (But we blood brothers) That nigga Zoo Wop, he be tweakin', he a motherfucker All these niggas think they gangsters, they ain't gangsters, ayy (Bitch) Pull up in a striker, Draco to his fuckin' face (Boom) Ran out of lean, broski poured another eight (Lean) Don't let them niggas gas you up 'cause you gon' die today Foenem slide on them opp niggas (Slide) Pillow talkin' to that bitch, she give yo' drop, nigga (Pussy) Never cared about whoever don't rock with us (Gang) C3 poppin' out the cut, bitch, he drop niggas Aus Songtexte Mania