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๐Ÿ‘ค Taleban Dooda โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ White Chalk & Yellow Tape โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:07
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โฑ๏ธ 2:07 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9493000

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Fah fah fah
Ergo want a bag bitch
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Fah fah fah fah
Uh, fah fah fah fah

Okay, one thing fasho', I just gotta let yall know
A nigga aint ever ever bitch me or try me like no hoe
A nigga aint never took my pole, ran me out my clothes
A nigga aint never seen me in public
Dropped the hood and dissed the bros
If he did, case closed, it get slimy wipe his nose
They ain't stickin' to the code, niggas out here goin' troll
Holdin' it down till yall get home, like free my niggas up the road
And I don't think that they want war, some of them niggas really moles

Uh, fah fah fah
A nigga try, he die
Cha cha cha, make 'em dance when we slide
Uh, ch ch ch, let my whole clip ride
Shh, Shh, we ain't doin' drive-bys
Uh uhh, stop the car got a present, extra clips
I can show you how to make a nigga disappear
Just follow me and we can make a momma shed a tear

If you ain't built for this don't do it, go to church if you scared
I know walkin' down is risky, you should know I never cared
High as fuck, geekin' off yo' mans, I'm just playin' I'm off mids
He ain't stand a chance, shouldn't of said what he said
My youngin' in the hood playin' with bricks like he Craig
My shotta like the mailman, send shots where you stay at
It's been almost a year, them niggas still ain't get no payback
And for them niggas who scared to say it's smoke, nigga say that
All I see is real bitch, nigga where yo' skirt at?

My bag where yo' purse at
Like bitch, have a fit, I'ma show you where yo' hearse at
Yo' feet over there, but yo' head where the curb at
I be all off through the road, non stop, all go
Eenie meenie miney mo fuck pickin, all them gotta go
I don't care where we at I'll pop a opp inside the grocery store
And I get disrespectful, hope yo' baby momma overdose

Nigga you a pure bitch
How you doin all that dissin, you aint never did shit?
Yo' partner with a shitbag, workin on his kidneys
They know we pull up and lay shit down like a picnic
These drums look like Mickey Mouse, we took that boy to Disney
Every time we hittin', don't yall like it how we spin shit?
They 'posed to be gangster but them niggas jumpin' fences
It's like Call of Duty, all these niggas out here campin'
Man, these three niggas in my squad killin' tension
Campaign mode, we just gotta handle business

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