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Boom, boom, uh (Ayo, Ray, where the keys at?) You can hear that hot shit, we really pop shit When we drop shit, you copped it, we really drop shit Who got the keys to the locksmith? I'm finna flock shit Y'all be all up on my dick like this gon' make y'all profit, look Hit his mata-ta, that shit go bananas, na-na, na-na-na I don't beef with Gerbers, he a baby, goo-goo, ga-ga-ga Grra-ta-ta, .40 hit him, make him do the cha-cha-cha Nah, nah, nah, I don't want the block, I want the ZaZa Are you dumb? You ain't spin a block, you a damn lie Suck a dick, you ain't kill shit, you let your mans die Tell me you not feelin' shit 'cause we was killin' shit 'Member days when we was hittin' shit, don't want to reminisce Look, lil' shawty got the body-ody, ody-ody Slimy mouth, she gave mе sloppy-toppy in the Maserati Are you dumb? Whеre couldn't I come? Are you dumb? When you see me, you better run You got your gun? They caught that nigga lackin' like a bitch They killed your cousin and your man and you still ain't do shit And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang I'ma up this chopper, get out my way Letras de canciones Get out my way I'm comin' through, boom Go get your fans up, he in the dirt go pick your mans up Dummy, like fuck a booth, go get a strap, look It's funny, your man is never comin' back Boy, you dumb enough, dumb or what? Ain't no fightin', boy, that gun is up, go try runnin' up She keep sendin' me emoji, how she tryna fuck or what? Girl, I'm good, already fucked enough, but you could suck me up And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang I'ma up this chopper, get out my way From Letras Mania