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gang shit - duse billings lyrics

[intro]
whole lotta gang sh*t… but i don’t bang
(timeless, timeless)

[hook]
whole lotta gang sh*t but i don’t bang (prr)
ion keep a tool cause my n*ggas got aim (graw)
i will never get smoked, put that on my name (pew*pew)
don’t get lost in the sauce, don’t get lost in the fame (no)
whole lotta gang sh*t, whole lotta gang (graw)
nine on my hip and a blade in my hand (prr)
i will never get smoked, put that on my name
don’t get lost in the sauce, don’t get lost in the fame
[verse 1]
yuh, ay
(let’s go)
don’t be ratch (no)
i’m all up in my bag tryna get this cash (woo)
put my j’s on and i get it real fast (yeah)
n*ggas try to beat me but they end up last (last)
got stabbed in the back, man this sh*t so funny
y’all make me laugh “ha” (ha ha ha)
y’all n*ggas clowns for real
you can’t hurt me my heart froze for real (ice)
might be a piece for my chain for real (ice)
i’m nascar fast, go fast for real (skrr)
hmm!
look at your girl in my pants, ay
i make her cheat on her mans, ay
can’t tell me none bout this bands, ay
pull up and hop out in vanz (skrr)
groupies try get in my pants (woo)
geeking on stage for my fans (geek)

[hook]
whole lotta gang sh*t but i don’t bang
ion keep a tool cause my n*ggas got aim
i will never get smoked, put that on my name
don’t get lost in the sauce, don’t get lost in the fame
whole lotta gang sh*t, whole lotta gang
nine on my hip and a blade in my hand
i will never get smoked, put that on my name
don’t get lost in the sauce, don’t get lost in the fame
[verse 2]
(woah, yeah)
lemme say sum
(tsi, tsi, tsii, tseh)
‘”cl!ck*clack’, lay flat”, i don’t really do that (lay flat)
pull up with the gang*gang, you don’t want that
east side*east side, where a n*gga at
two*six, four*one, pvt location
i drip*drip, pull up in the city of gold
now i got the whole city on em tippy toes
now i gotta hold it down, f*ck gravity (f*ck gravity, woah)
i said f*ck it, i got my n*gga, duse (yessir)
hit you with a duse duse (graw, graw, nah)
you ain’t got no clue boo
ain’t got no crew (no)
i’m one in a million, i don’t really gang bang
there n*ggas don’t know what i’m sippin on
these b*tches don’t know what i’m sippin on
double cupped up, daily (wow, woah)
yeah
my n*gga, i cost a lot, i ball
if i got an option, imma score
n*ggas in here they talk a lot
more than a b*tch, i ignore
the bullsh*t never get too me, gotta take action
n*gga i flush that
h*lla f*cked up with the same b*tches
they do numbers
smoke [?]

- duse billings lyrics

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