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dats onna gang - bgd.trapstarr lyrics

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pull up with the choppers in my waistband sit that thang
what’s that comin’ out the glock b*tch i let that 30 hang
come run up on the trapstarr finna let that thang bang
you bought your grill up off amazon b*tch i rock dang
when i say you get hit you get hit with that thang
i pull up do you dirty and i put that on the gang
gang gang

lil’ boy i don’t know what you heard but i ain’t no stain
boy you can’t compare to a real n*gga stay in your lane
b*tch i’m really that n*gga that’s why your b*tch scream my name
b*tch i do this sh*t for passion i don’t f*ck around with fame
b*tch i’m really out here with the gang finna change the f*ckin’ game
look
and i put that onna gang
gang gang
and i put that onna gang
gang gang
and i put that onna gang

me and gang hit your door take your sh*t and get to runnin’
neighbors see us with them guns already knowin’ we up to somethin’
we off them xans in the back seat and we’ll get to slumpin’
we got them drums in the ars and we’ll get to dumpin’
b*tch we see you real clear
and we know you’re pocket watchin’
and the glock can see you too that’s a position you don’t want caught in
b*tch
use that sense up in your head or that’s the place you gettin’ shot in
i
guarantee you try and rob the gang you and all your n*ggas are droppin’
if we pull out them glocks i guarantee that they is poppin’
you dissin’ and you plottin’ guarantee that sh*t is stoppin’
the b*tches drop their drawls when trapstarr do a pop in’
boy when louis drop that new bag you can bet your ass i’m coppin’
you come up try and take that sh*t the draco get to moppin’
hit the ground i keep shootin’ like a fish your ass floppin’
on larry hoover i’m gon’ do you
leave you stone cold like medusa
ask around i been a shooter
kickin’ doors i been a looter
i’m the king up in this b*tch not drakeo but i’m the ruler
pull up with the choppers in my waistband sit that thang
what’s that comin’ out the glock b*tch i let that 30 hang
come run up on the trapstarr finna let that thang bang
you bought your grill up off amazon b*tch i rock dang
when i say you get hit you get hit with that thang
i pull up do you dirty and i put that on the gang
gang gang
and i put that onna gang
gang gang
and i put that onna gang

lil’ boy i don’t know what you heard but i ain’t no stain
boy you can’t compare to a real n*gga stay in your lane
b*tch i’m really that n*gga that’s why your b*tch scream my name
b*tch i do this sh*t for passion i don’t f*ck around with fame
b*tch i’m really out here with the gang finna change the f*ckin’ game
look
and i put that onna gang
gang gang
and i put that onna gang
gang gang
and i put that onna gang
gang

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