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Ay Ay Ay, niggas getting shot every day, you′ll be 'ight My gold chain is swinging and my t-shirt is white When my amigos up in pipe, you try to play and lose your life Everything I ever did was for the gang, I earned my stripes Trap nigga, I pull the trophy out the mud, I′m legendary I'm lacing up my cleats and hitting the field if it's necessary The toughest gangster niggas end up in a cemetery Ay, I seen niggas go from being rich to broke and smoking crack I done lost it all a couple times, but I′m always bouncing back A hundred thousand on me, how you walk around with that? Cock my gun, got some attached, I keep it on me and never lack Ay, ay, I thrive in the trenches (okay), I slide with extensions (okay) My ride is expensive (okay) Say I don′t throw my 3's up I′m fucking a bitch with all my chains out (my chains out) Before I live my life with having nothing, I blow my brains out (blow my brains out) I heard nigga criticizing, I did it better, we took the same route Young nigga got a Glock with a 30 clip, he let it hang out Ay, that's what it sounded like when all the shots flying I′m in the hood riding around with something that is not mine I'm swerving past the police, dodging red lights and stop signs Letras de cancionesAy, niggas getting shot every day, you′ll be 'ight My gold chain is swinging and my t-shirt is white When my amigos up in pipe, you try to play and lose your life Everything I ever did was for the gang, I earned my stripes Trap nigga, I pull the trophy out the mud, I'm legendary I′m lacing up my cleats and hitting the field if it′s necessary The toughest gangster niggas end up in a cemetery From Letras Mania