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Gang shit lil bitch Ya, gang, gang HOOK I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard Gang here we gutta Yeh we like bruddas N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?] I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I want the bag Young n*gga duffle We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard Gang here we gutta Yeh we like bruddas N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?] I fucked that bitch, but I will not lovе her You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I want thе bag Young n*gga duffle We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia VERSE I'm on that bullshit, bussing like Russia And I'm on point, you know that I'm clutchin' Gang they gutta, yeh we like bruddas They come for your family, but we want your mother You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I fuck on that bitch but I cannot trust her My money tall, I am Chris Tucker Get your boy shot, don't do all that tussin' Gang we wit it, ain't no discussion Just like a gusher, bitch we be bussin' Free my boy Hot, you knew it were comin' [?] in your sight, you know he be drummin' Gang we G but [?] he blooded I call up Kerr, he hit you with 30 Look at my cup, you know that bitch dirty Look at my sack, you know I ain't hurtin' HOOK I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard Gang here we gutta Yeh we like bruddas N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?] I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I want the bag Young n*gga duffle We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard Gang here we gutta Yeh we like bruddas N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?] I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I want the bag Young n*gga duffle We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia I want the bag Young n*gga duffle Free my boy Trap, he a be here next summer And that boy Street, you know he a hunner Get your main bitch, and I laid her lumber Countin' this money you know that I'm thumbin' Gutta Gang big, we gutta with money Ho you a bitch, you don't want these problems Call Lil Rikid, I swear he a problem We got the bags, if you need em just call us If you want bullshit, we goin the drummer / to drama? We come through swervin' hard on a Sunday Matt trae [?] every time he be [?] I got some young n*ggas kill you for nothin' You don't want beef, then stop all the frontin' N*gga stop hatin', go get you some money Bitch ain't real, just keep it 100 HOOK I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard Gang here we gutta Yeh we like bruddas N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?] I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I want the bag Young n*gga duffle We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia I hit the chopper and made that bitch stutter We made them birds sing like Ruben Studdard Gang here we gutta Yeh we like bruddas N*gga can't catch us so we call y'all [?] I fucked that bitch, but I will not love her You love on that bitch, boy you is a sucker I want the bag Young n*gga duffle We on that bullshit, bussing like Russia