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(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh) (Drvmlord) Big Grim Reaper Uh I just want the top, freaky ho, pull your panties up AR-15 turn a demon to angel dust Box on the Glock give a nigga a tummy tuck The key to my heart is a double cup And fuck all my opps, niggas Donald Ducks Whatever you rep, nigga, throw it up Double R Gang 'til I die, ain't no ho in us Remember them bitches ignorin' us Now when they see us, they phone out, recordin' us I been tell 'em that I ain't normal Clutchin' that fire on the stage while performing Ayy, still pop out with all my ice, just know for sure ain't shit gettin' touched I'm tryna see who gon' be next, can't wait for one of 'em slip up I still can't name no niggas ain't get shot that didn't play with us Come out the south, I really run my P, just come and call my bluff Choppa Gang really mean business, but side rap, they know what's up How you gon' go against these gangs? These niggas must be bold as fuck Now niggas broke and tired of gettin' bullets, they said they had enough, alright Won't say shit back, let 'em keep yappin' 'til that day I flip that truck The same day Tee Da P left me, no remorse, lost all my love SongtexteEverybody with me play that role, no, ain't no comin' 'round just because Same day Tee Da P left me, no remorse, lost all my love Everybody with me play that role, no, ain't no comin' 'round just because Whatever you rep, nigga, throw it up Double R Gang 'til I die, ain't no ho in us AR-15 turn a demon to angel dust Oh, that motherfucker icy as hell, I know Can't say too much Aus Songtexte Mania