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[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly] I don't gang bang, ho, I just gang bang these hoes And I keep like eight J's rolled then I face 'em after my shows And I got your main thing bro On my dang-a-lang where she swang and hang like an orangoutang But you don't really wanna follow me 'cause every one of my boys bang-a-rang Cocaine, cocaine, my skin white like cocaine Parked up like them old trains but I keep it hood with this low thing Propane, propane, spark that shit like propane On the Eastside is my domain and I kick more shit than Liu Kang Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Hold about two phones, I don't call shit Wild boy 'cause I start shit, rager 'cause I mosh pit And this "a" stands for "anarchist" My heart is Antarctic, burn one and get car sick Floating like a carpet bitch I'm higher than the starship Tatted up so I can't work, you would think I got paid first Beat that pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth All these sins, you would think that I hate church Said "Thou shalt not steal", but fuck that, I'll take her [Hook: Machine Gun Kelly] Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Letras de cancionesWho remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Yeah, who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? 'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I don't remember these hoes, I don't remember these niggas Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures [?] I ain't seeing these niggas Can't see her [?] 313 on these niggas Look all ball, no bite, all rap, no white You are her friends you are my friends and we can be friends well alright Machine Gun, we got one, machine gun I got one See me, I'm a real nigga, he probably mad at me 'cause he's not one Straight chopper music, no bite, 18 door nigga snow white You can bet a nigga if I said it nigga ten out of ten snow white Tell me what's not to love, why hate? I want a real answer nigga, I'll wait Check my 'Rari like I'm in a roader derby put my shoes on and I skate He don't like me nigga don't me nigga inside to me that's hate Say he wanna rap about it wanna talk don't live it nigga that's fake Say it's coming back and it's locking up sounds like to me that's flake Say you don't rock with me don't fuck with me that's great Hold up [Hook] From Letras Mania