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fang house - mackned lyrics

[verse 1: mackned]
when you spend like ten trappin’, you can rap about it
when you spend like five wit’ me, i’mma discount
these n-ggas playin’ wit’ me, i’mma diss on ya’
my b-tch get out of pocket, find another woman
that the life you livin’ when you keep that money on ya’ (thraxx hooker)
gotta be your own protection, n-ggas plottin’ on ya’ (they plottin’ on ya)
i’m born in the city, i be thinkin’ ice (ice, ice)
gotta grow up wit’ my n-ggas, do not come for life

[verse 2: guap]
whip up all these motha’ f-ckin’ bricks, i feel like gucci bro (say what?)
i ‘on’t give a f-ck about the club, i’m in the studio (h-llo)
couple foreign dock-offs, but usually just my goonies, ayy (my gooners}
pap from paraguay, so the street is code-named julio (julio)
asian b-tch go konichiwa (konichiwa), p-ssy like caramel creamsicle (say what?)
suck the d-ck like she mad at it, then cash the bones like ichiro
no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no
no-no-no-no, check who got gun
yeah, i got the lean, pull in the four

[verse 3: dolce drako]
first you gotta give me lost samples (cook up)
k!ll a n-gga, make an example (cook up)
heinz 357, no mob beef (yeah)
when you cook, you gotta cook it on high heat (heat)
yeah i cooked it and you took it to a y-eat (why?)
you gotta eat when you dealin’ with the side beef (who?)
hundred kids, then i gain a couple ygs (get it)
now it’s waitin’ through a grave with her body, ah
ayy, ayy, ayy
dolce in the f-ckin’ buildin’ (buildin’)
hide all the women, children (children, get yo’ babies outta here)
shooter gon’ be shootin’ (shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)

[verse 4: lwlfe]
look, ayy
you showin’ love, so why you upset? (you know)
i keep a choppa ‘fore you n-ggas even flex (ayy)
all i know, is move a hoe
plenty good, so i pull up wet (you know)
maintain, i’m just tryna’ be me (ayy)
sleeping on these gangs, ‘cus you n-ggas don’t think (okay)
fourty on me, i might never trust a thing (no way)
lean sipping, so my n-ggas pop a bean (a bean)
too loaded, i can barely even see (see)
make these b-tches run when i pull up on the scene (and you know)
no love, can’t trust sh-t (no way)
talkin’ ’bout goonies that i’m usually wit’, ayy (ok)
i heard they sleepin’ on a kid, i’mma boom up (boom ’em)
make them pay the kid first before i hool up

[verse 5: key nyata]
i’m down and dreaming, yeah i’m rot and schemin’
pop a side rob, while i’m watching cheetahs
no talkin’ either, why we rock with heaters?
hot boxin’ cheap before i popped a dean in
dope rocks is clean and singin’ aquafina
tell ’em talk is cheap, when that chalk is cheaper
you scr-pe for scr-pes, go and cop a beater
i’mma knock a skeeza wit’ topless beamer
smokin’ fat loud, blowin’ fat clouds
keep a pat down, ‘cus i’m strapped now
to the thraxxhouse, ‘cus i’m smacked out
tell her ratch now, before i act out
she bad gal, but she a cash cow
i tell her time out, and sit your -ss down
crashed the whip when i lashed out
and i ran out, and nearly p-ssed out

[verse 6: av darko]
ayy
we keep then things ’round, things ’round here, ayy
we flip the things ’round here, ’round here, ayy
we sippin’ things ’round here, ’round here
walk around and lose your ’round here, ’round here, ayy
around here, ’round here, ’round here, ayy
walk around and then i get around here, around here, ayy
walk around and then i’ prayin’ around here, around here, ayy
we found up around here, ’round here, ayy

- mackned lyrics

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