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Gangway
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Eli Fross
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(Great John on the beat, by the way) Hahaha What? Wha, wha, haha Look, Fross Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*t*h all diva If a n***a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' n***as to the Reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a n***a come flexin' Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*t*h all diva If a n***a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' n***as to the Reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a n***a come flexin' No talk, no we ain't with the chit-chat Move fake, have five push his wig back Chop's up, boy dead, he gon' get whacked Clip long like a dread, it could get tact' F**k 12, no we don't need safety Four fifth, man this sh*t could get crazy Get bread like it's crack in the 80's Get head, no I ain't jackin' babies (Girl are you crazy? Uh) Got me back on my grit sh*t, uh Done flicked up the kill switch Don't talk hot, get popped like a pill b*t*h, uh Yeah, I'm back on that drill sh*t Fross untouched, if you try we gon' split sh*t, uh Get wrapped like a gift b*t*h Spin blocks, better get to that crib quick, uh Best believe he gon' hit sh*t I had to motivate the gang I had to motivate the jungle I had to motivate the Ape N***as can't relate ('Layo) Free Glock, he just made a mistake When he come home, he in the back of the Wraith (Uh-huh) (N***as don't know what it took) (N***as don't know what it takes) I know n***as be fake This gun I got, it got no safe' Heard they wanna play I post on Bergen every day, ready to spray Boomin' for Boomer, that way Grrah-grrah, du-du-du, shots hit his face I'm with the winners, look how we steppin' Pa** it to Suave 'cause he play with a weapon I call up Fross, he might pa** it to me That's the reason I f**k with the T's They know I'm the driver and shooter (They know I'm the driver and shooter) But this time I'ma hop out the V G way, rush 'em Crush 'em, they 'ready know who we are He wanna fight, spar We sendin' shots like a bar No bartender Shoot out the coupe, I'm a squad killer And we ain't shootin' for fun, n***a Doin' sh*t that you dreamin' about I go to jail, know I'm snatchin' the house Free Sheff G, he walk with a gun in his mouth Du-du-du, du-du-du, du-du-du Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*t*h all diva If a n***a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' n***as to the reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a n***a come flexin' Over here, all my boys got breesha On gang, whole squad got treesha Glocked up, and this b*t*h all diva If a n***a want smoke, he reefer Free the gang out the cell, no tellin' And we still sendin' n***as to the reverend Lil' bro go Ku in a second And I'll be damned if a n***a come flexin'
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