pandemic - shredgang mone & glockboyz teejaee lyrics
[intro]
(jose the plug)
[verse 1: shredgang mone]
here we go again, i just made another sixty
playin’ in the audi, they was playin’ reny bentleys
might look swoop, but every time i got the bl!cky
big*water piece, blue hundreds in the trenches
[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
my n*gga, i don’t even sleep, thinkin’ ’bout money i ain’t got
i ain’t you, i ain’t never sold a strap that i ain’t shot
in the coupe, jumpin’ out, with strap in hand when i get out
mone got sixty at the crib and i got twenty in my pouch
[verse 3: shredgang mone]
if i want a n*gga touched, all i do is point him out
30 in this fn, we ain’t ’bout to shoot it out
hit his house with this drac’, got a n*gga movin’ out
he was tryna get some clout, now we sent him to the clouds
[verse 4: glockboyz teejaee]
sent him to jesus, the ar play a song, let the chopper come and remix it
we be droppin’ sh*lls on the opps, work on your defense
that 40 come and right before the chop like a freak nix
let one of my n*ggas hold a strap, just let him keep it
[verse 5: shredgang mone]
i got that water, ice on, it got me anemic
big vs1 diamonds makin’ ’em seasick
this sh*t for two dots, we ain’t throwin’ no peaces
we heard he at the club, so we catchin’ him leavin’
[verse 6: glockboyz teejaee]
i’m in the club with like thirty on me, i should pull it out
still be on plymouth, i’m on the block next to the coroner house
i’m waitin’ ’til they get outside the car and then i burn it out
i find a way to make a couple hundred then i burn it out
n*gga
[verse 7: shredgang mone]
[?] top side, get it in the kitchen and start cha*cha’ing
made a k!llin’ off that dog food, ain’t no rottweiler
on the plane with all of the spinach like i’m popeye
feds wanna take a n*gga down ’cause i’m the top guy
but i’ve been eatin’, i’ve been gettin’ to a bag
every time we see an opp, we get to shootin’ at they ass
[verse 8: glockboyz teejaee]
i be pullin’ up like [?], i dropped a sixty off so fast
money can’t fit inside my jeans, i had to go and get a bag, n*gga
me and mone on the scene, here, this a murder
i f*ck with shredgang and glockboyz, the body count enormous
quick to throw a party, chopper on me, wasn’t performin’
i was loud, they dropped bodies, you see a body, start recordin’
n*gga
[outro: glockboyz teejaee]
i was loud, they dropped bodies, you see a body, start recordin’
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