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gangsta talk 3 - dustero lyrics

intro:
yeah man, what say?
this that gangsta talk part three
what say?
ayy, ayy, say, say, say say say
chorus:
p*ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
got that sh*t, ready to shoot like tnt
ain’t no cappin’, i’m the king of the streets
play with fire i can burn sh*t
ain’t playin’ no games, call that sh*t a checkmate
7.62’s went like a bop bop bop
got your b*tch in my bed she be suckin’ me
got this sh*t playin’ like djukanovic
i used to be f*ckin’ hoppa mr. stojakovic
pull the trigger went brrt bop
verse one:
time to get soldiers it time to recruit, huh?
this ain’t no game he got taken away
hit these b*tches with a pump, yeah
ain’t no statue, but a youngboy stuck
rock*a*bye baby, hah, say goodbye b*tch!
hunnid somе shots in the ghost
better think twicе on the most
no breaking them glocks, know that it came with them clips
diamonds on the neck, change yeah
32 club in the range yeah
why you be fakin’ them thangs, b*tch
them b*tches be average while i’m that savage
can’t copy my flow while i got the bow
said he got that thing push that sh*t back
i be a k!lla, i’ma leave a p*ssy dead
bullets knock that dread off, f*ck the opps we sped off
24’s to his head and we left him dead
chorus:
p*ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
got that sh*t, ready to shoot like tnt
ain’t no cappin’, i’m the king of the streets
play with fire i can burn sh*t
ain’t playin’ no games, call that sh*t a checkmate
7.62’s went like a bop bop bop
got your b*tch in my bed she be suckin’ me
got this sh*t playin’ like djukanovic
i used to be f*ckin’ hoppa mr. stojakovic
pull the trigger went brrt bop
verse two:
caught a body told about that
try to sn*tch his brain but know he back, he kept his mouth shut
i came ‘bout on a whip with my homies you know we ‘bout that
found his address we push his skull back
yeah, where the house at? (where the house at?)
he set up mouse traps (set up mouse traps)
gangsta snitchin’ now, i can’t let it slide
f*ck him up, yeah, push the skull back
smokin’ big sh*t, this that gang pack, yo!
gang, gang, heh, yeah, gang, gang
yeah, yeah, skkrt, skkrt, skkrt! gang
you dead, yo dreads, the fed
gang gang, gang gang (gang gang)
b*tch!
chorus:
p*ssy want beef might as well eat at the b
got that sh*t, ready to shoot like tnt
ain’t no cappin’, i’m the king of the streets
play with fire i can burn sh*t
ain’t playin’ no games, call that sh*t a checkmate
7.62’s went like a bop bop bop
got your b*tch in my bed she be suckin’ me
got this sh*t playin’ like djukanovic
i used to be f*ckin’ hoppa mr. stojakovic
pull the trigger went brrt bop

- dustero lyrics

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