lirik lagu gang – toddthagodd
toddthagodd part
what u know bout hittin with the headshots
tahoe pull up wit a whole lotta red dots
f*ck that p*ssy, hit em with the spreadshots
f*ck that p*ssy, just another dead opp
f*ck these p*ssies. i dont play no games
these hoes snitchin, i don’t say no names
hittin these l!cks, copped 8 more chains
i be getting sh*t. i don’t pay for fame
f*ck all these b*tches im coming for em
squad pull up and we running foreigns
choppers is out, and we gunning for em
p*ssies be out and we f*cking on em
41, 31, 51
f*ck around and come with 50 drums
sinnin out here, i need like 50 nuns
what you know bout gеtting some
what you know bout making that play
woke up this morning but won’t live today
what you know bout gеtting that cake
you boys don’t know cuz you boys ain’t paid
whippin that chevy like that sh*t a slave
pull up in the ride and it be all suede
heavy with the fashion, might bust out the js
look at this money, this mf bang
passin out hunnids like change
told that stupid b*tch stay in his lane
he ain’t get the picture, i gave em the frame
this ain’t subliminal, you know you ain’t gang
don’t talk to me like we are the same
you put out your hand, i’ll spit in your face
i’m cutting all ties, i don’t f*ck with the lames
bullets out here leave you drippin like paint
lilmikemik34 part
come around hit u with my 32
cause now you got me hopped up on that sh*t
still k!ll the p*ssy, put the cat in a casket
i’m back on my sixty six six sh*t
convertible coupe, b*tches scream when they tops split
and dip they t**th in gold molds and flossed the sh*t
each pray, you fray, molds you like clay, thought it was a play
you better believe i dont play
dont care about the hate
cuz you ain’t with the gang
and f*ck the radio for tellin’ me to snap jam
you don’t know what i do on a daily basis
money is the basis, ain’t n0body got patience
golf w*ng k!ll them all n*gga, triple six
k!ll him, commit suicide, than k!ll him again
and if you not convinced keep on promotin’ them
yunggoat/procash
can’t hang if yuh ain’t gang…headshots can’t hit ur legs
smoke opps turn em 2 packs…red dots we digging graves
them hallows ate his face…check the score we making waves
mac 10 gon’ pop his brains….make a hater suffocate
k!ll w no remorse…in the trap we f*cking hoes
gang life we do the most…trap and k!ll their shows…yungoat..lilmike..toddthagod…we do the most
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