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freddy krueger - smokey gang lyrics

(ayye ayye lets go lets goo)
i think this wocky gets the best of me
aye i call my glizzy freddie krueger

ayye i think this wocky gets the best of me
i call my glizzy freddie krueger wack a n*gga if he sleeps
i be shooting till it cl!cks
(till it cl!cks)
bout 30 shots in this clip (shots up in this b*tch)
catch me posted by the strip trapping hard i be taking risks
(yeaahh i be taking sh*t)
i ain’t never ask for sh*t got off my ass and learned to work a stick
(noo no)
before i ever pay for a hit mask up and then i go split his sh*t
(baww!)
purple haze biscotti smoke exotic i be rolling trees
(scotti)
all these diamonds like a faucet try to touch it swear you gon be missed

lean up in my body got me nodding i might air this b*tch
(nodding)
all these diamonds like a faucet try to touch it swear you gon be missed
wanna be my brother get to popping boy get on that blitz
(boy get on a blitz)
you gata have a body ain’t no option to hang with the clique
telling sh*t to 12 a position i’ll never be
(never be)
lately i been hitting studios hit record and then i spit ma sh*t
(spit ma sh*t)
ain’t no squashing beef i make sure ma opps remember me
(ey!)
b*tch n*gga you stock with me this time ain’t no escaping me
(b*tch you stock with me)
i roll with snakes and you a rat that you can never chill with me
(no)
i be poping sh*t these n*ggas know there ain’t no hoe in me
(ain’t no hoe in me)
drako pocking out the coup yeah we about to spin his sh*t
(baw!)
could be 223 or hollow tips don’t matter end it quick

catch em lacking hit him
keep that glizzy i shoot with precision
(ugghhh)
sliding through the city in 2 seater two twin turbo engine
(slide slide)
only roll with felons if he telling then he ain’t in my member
b*tches out to get me in my mention i pay no attention
no i just go hit up the trap then tell lil bro go get me a bowl
(gimme that)
he ain’t got a role then tell his lil cousin go watch the door
(go there)
finessing packs on a low hit the plug i want some more
(low)
you can’t know my moves can’t catch me exposing my hand
the trap house my only office street n*gga ain’t paying no tax
don’t worry bout me lil p*ssy n*gga get you a bag
you play you get a bag we smoke on opps turn em n*gga to strands
308 in the mag we drop that hoe then hit the gas
(lets goo)
shoot em with a straight face bullets flying i couldn’t even blink
(wow)
put ma youngins a on a mission yeah you know we really drilling sh*t
(yeah)
to knock the main opp out of power had to hit the k!ll switch
(k!ll switch)
you don’t wanna crash with us you gonn wake up by the gate
(baw!)
k!ll your ass go to h*ll yeah you know ma demons led the way
(lead the way)
tarries all up in ma dm’s cuz they see that i be paid
(all up in ma shiii)
tryna f*ck me and ma brother haha lil shawty got played
(haha)
slime you for the benjamins got choppers and them effenings

ayye i think this wocky gets the best of me
i call my glizzy freddie krueger wack a n*gga if he sleeps
i be shooting till it cl!cks
(till it cl!cks )
bout 30 shots in this clip
(shots up in this b*tch)
catch me posted by the strip trapping hard i be taking risks
(yeaahh i be taking sh*t)
i ain’t never ask for sh*t got off my ass and learned to work a stick
(noo no)
before i ever pay for a hit mask up and then i go split his sh*t
(baww!)
purple haze biscotti smoke exotic i be rolling trees
(scotti)
all these diamonds like a faucet try to touch it swear you gon be missed
(swear you gon be missed)

- smokey gang lyrics

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