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On Gang - 41, kyle Richh, Jenn Carter & Tata Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: 4 41 kyle richh jenn carter tata | Published: 2024-21-09T12:46:58:00+07:00

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(hey noria you made this sh*t?)

[verse 1: tata]
like, everywhere i go i’m never lackin’ i got my glock out
if we knuckle up, that’s on my mother it’s a knock out
everybody got a gun so let’s link up and have a blowout
and dotti he be feenin’ pass the knock then he gon’ show out, that’s on gang
and all my k!llers put in pain
if i see a n*gga chain and i like it then it’s a stain, and that’s on gang
and leeky with me, he got range
if a n*gga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that’s on gang
dont come over here moving hot b*tch
im with some demons, you f*ck around and get shot b*tch
e*e*ebk, n*ggas know i’m uppin’ the 4
and they think i do karate ’cause i ride ’round with chopsticks
[verse 2: jenn carter]
grah, that boy got hit and that sh*t had his momma bummеd out (what, grah)
like i’m addicted to thesе gun sounds
way that i made they like “jenny what have you done now?”
grah, these n*ggas tracking like a bloodhound
they not outside, i’m spinnin’ in a circle
that boy gon’ say that he abuse, but that sh*t verbal
grah, in a sh*ll like he a turtle
he think sh*t sweet we cut it short like a commercial
d*mn, and do it over like rehearsal
he think he tough, he think he up we send him vertical
grah, we cut him off like it was surgical
these n*ggas dissin’, in tracks we never heard of you
ain’t no tripping when that heat fly
opp lacking on feet i’m in that v, i had to rewind
grah, bu*bullets stinging like a beehive
.40 push her back and now he think he in a recline
these opps they don’t put in pain
if i was caught on a train we was getting back same day, and that’s on gang
and my n*ggas ain’t been the same
lil uzi been how im feeling, no luv and its only rage, and thats on* (what?)

[verse 3: tata]
everywhere i go i’m never lackin’ i got my glock out
if we knuckle up, that’s on my mother it’s a knock out
everybody got a gun so let’s link up and have a blowout
and dotti he be feenin’ pass the knock then he gon’ show out, that’s on gang
and all my k!llers put in pain
if i see a n*gga chain and i like it then it’s a stain, and that’s on gang
and leeky with me, he got range
if a n*gga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that’s on gang
dont come over here moving hot b*tch
im with some demons, you f*ck around and get shot b*tch
e*e*ebk, n*ggas know i’m uppin’ the 4
and they think i do karate ’cause i ride ’round with chopsticks
[verse 4: kyle richh]
can’t*can’t run from this gun jah woo been popped it
don’t gotta use a doosey i got options
why he got that sheisty on? he ain’t pop sh*t
and*and when we seen a n*gga ran before he c*cked it, and that’s on gang
b*tch if you not grippy you can’t hang
like you better tuck that chain, ’cause brodie itching for that stain, but that’s for gang
all*all this hate come with the fame
that boy said he getting money, i told bro “we do the same”
grah, pocket rocket, i flock it like tracey (tracey)
gotta put a condom on, these b*tches want my baby
when i was broke, ain’t see none of these faces
n*ggas see the money, then they ego start changing
grah, big .40 get to flamin’ like a door, my n*ggas get to banging
i told jenny pass the sitchy, that’s on bronem i can’t miss, like
black .45 on my body f*ck a fistfight
young n*gga, looked up to meech not obama
fredo that’s my blooda, we was 15 splitting dollars
we was in the project p’s, flipping keys i ain’t new to this
b*tch i’m true to this, i’m tired of that stupid sh*t
[?] that’s the ooter, always on that steady boomin’ sh*t
n*ggas totin’ guns be these n*ggas never using it
y’all n*ggas not demons, yall can really get to looting it
n*ggas frontin’ i’m like “dee, these n*ggas buggin”

[verse 5: tata]
everywhere i go i’m never lackin’ i got my glock out
if we knuckle up, that’s on my mother it’s a knock out
everybody got a gun so let’s link up and have a blowout
and dotti he be feenin’ pass the knock and he gon’ show out, that’s on gang
and all my k!llers put in pain
if i see a n*gga chain and i like it then it’s a stain, and that’s on gang
and leeky with me, he got range
if a n*gga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that’s on gang
dont come over here moving hot b*tch
im with some demons, you f*ck around and get shot b*tch
e*e*ebk, n*ggas know i’m uppin’ the 4
and they think i do karate ’cause i ride ’round with chopsticks

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