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fuck da function - chii bangaa, bugout borei lyrics

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[hook: chii bangaa]

hold on, buss it
my niqqas shoot up the function
catch me a opp n he best get to ducking
niqqas be ratting so i gotta tuck it
lyke, swerving
watch how them bullets they burn him
missing the hit then we gotta reverse it
talking that hot but ya pockets is hurting

[verse 1: chii bangaa]

used to be trapping the whole day
slyde with the guys n you know that they don’t play
smoking a opp so i’m not feeling no pain
heard he was dissing we made em relocate

f*ck what you jack cause you not even bout it
we punching him out if we catch em without it
said he gonna slyde, well niqqa i doubt it
too hunnit the gang, my niqqas bе wilding

no janitors we stay with mops
slyde on his block, we makе it hot
he talk too crazy, we gon flock
no 4kt we aim for his top
he diss on me but always flop
we spin everyday since we got the drop
might kick his door in f*ck a knock
he don’t step on nun he got rocked
these niqqas cappin cappin
slyde up with the mask n ratchet
at yo door just lyke a package
open up this shyt get tragic
.40 cal gon make em panic
better dip cause this do damage
diamonds ice ain’t no titanic
keep that tool but no mechanic

[verse 2: bugout borei]

two glocks on me hit his top
me and bro gone spin his block
i call chii he sending shots
no ysl we slimey snot, look

i stay with a knock so you better move proper
bullets gone hit em he sing like a opera
i call up ssiah he slide wit the knocka
knock off his dreads if he think he a rasta
look

you better duck
i call up yurei he slide for the clutch
say that it’s up then you know that it’s stuck
me and my n*ggas we spinnin in trucks
if he talk onna gang then we sending him up
b*tch i gotta move tac so i stay wit a gun
try to run up on me and yo ass gone be done
[hook: chii bangaa]

hold on, buss it
my niqqas shoot up the function
catch me a opp n he best get to ducking
niqqas be ratting so i gotta tuck it
lyke, swerving
watch how them bullets they burn him
missing the hit then we gotta reverse it
talking that hot but ya pockets is hurting
(x2)

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