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john gotti 2 - xhris2eazy lyrics

john gotti 2 lyrics
[intro]
*now she can’t stop feening
posted in the trap, i be posted with some demons
dissing on the gang, now you’re having trouble breathing (plu*plugg)
fell in love with drugs, i fell in love with this feeling

[verse 1: xhris2eazy]
focused on the bag, cut him for no reason
i just bought this l, now i cannot stop cheezin’
gave that b*tch some [?], now she cannot feenin
posted in the trap, i be posted with some demons
dissing on the gang, now you’re having trouble breathing (plu*plugg)
fell in love with drugs, i fell in love with this feeling
pulling out this razor, now your mans he get to squealing
she won’t f*ck me, that b*tch she know that i’m a villain*villain

[verse 2: xhris2eazy]
posted in the mansion with your b*tch we counting up
we be posted smoking loud we be thumbing through the blunts
creeping up, [?] weed leave you stuck
and we got them dirty drugs
and that all black f*cking truck
now we posted on your block with that all black fit
posted up on your block, sparking up we run this sh*t
we gone cause a scene, we gon sauce a riot in this b*tch
truey jeans, b.b shining on my f*cking hip
i was pulling up, hopping fences now i gotta dip
we just pulled up to the spot, walking in i’m high as sh*t
when i’m posted with my gang, you know we be fly as sh*t
and i’m mans gon get to busting, don’t be lying in this b*tch
uh
[verse: acid souljah]
she just hit my phone, and she asking bout some dog food (plu*plugg)
chilling in the penthouse, b*tch we ain’t gon find you
[?] said she need someone to talk to
blowing, making bags, so she always come through
i don’t wanna date b*tch, i just wanna f*ck you
infactuated with these bands, i could never love
and this b*tch in love, she still asking what i’m up*up*up up to
acid souljah [?]. i’m the one they love to
[?] smoking packs
everyday i love [?], i just keep on spazzing
if you leave the room, you know that you can’t just tap in
i’ve been getting to the bag, i had to make it happen
in the field making plays, running like [?] alan
i don’t* i dont understand my b*tch, i think she speaking latin
in my cellphone, i”m still looking like i’m trapping
and i smoke gas, i’m still [?] relaxing

[outro]
pl*plugg
smoke
swag, you know

- xhris2eazy lyrics

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