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Gangsta Talk

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Y&R Mookey - Rap, Southern Drill

Gangsta Talk

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October 23, 2019.

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[Intro] (Pipe that shit up, TnT) Spare none, kill 'em all Bang 'em, like the flag (Like flag), bitch, I'm really like that I ain't gotta flex Get up on you [Chorus] Tryna tell these niggas, I ain't the nigga to be played with He was doing all that dissing, now that bitch can't say shit (Bitch can't say shit) Pulled up on him at the red light, went to ripping in his shit (Baow, baow) 52 come off that south, then that cutter start to spit That soldier slim, you know them hot boys them youngin ready (Youngin ready) And when we swang, we bringing pain, you gotta leave 'em messy (Leave 'em messy) Thе way he bang, see he trained, comе and learn a lesson (Come and learn a lesson) You gotta learn a lesson (Learn the lesson), before you fucking test me [Verse 1] Got another murder victim (Gang), another dirty pistol Try to buck it I'm a bust it (Baow, baow), blow you in the temple (Baow, baow) I'm a show you I'm a real one (Real one), no, you not a killer (Not a killer) Had to fold a bitch and throw two Glock, .40's in the river (River) I been tryna stay up out the way (Stay up out the way) Heard they was tryna throw me on a case (Throw me on a case) About them bodies, I don't know what to say (What to say) Your shit a pool, how I'm diving in your face (Diving in your face) We got them bodies on the way (On the way) We got them brand new Dracs (Dracs) Tryna up the murder rate (Tryna up the murder rate) My niggas sliding with the K, first 48 Another nigga dying today (Another nigga dying today) [Chorus] Tryna tell these niggas, I ain't the nigga to be played with He was doing all that dissing, now that bitch can't say shit (Bitch can't say shit) Pulled up on him at the red light, went to ripping in his shit (Baow, baow) 52 come off that south, then that cutter start to spit That soldier slim, you know them hot boys them youngin ready (Youngin ready) And when we swang, we bringing pain, you gotta leave 'em messy (Leave 'em messy) The way he bang, see he trained, come and learn a lesson (Come and learn a lesson) You gotta learn a lesson (Learn the lesson), before you fucking test me [Verse 2] We get up close, and let .40 clap take him a nap They scared, they know I step (Yeah), feel it in my raps (What it is?) When we spin, we taking multiple, like, two a pair (Two a pair) My niggas a get you outta here, this shit here come rare (This shit come rare) The block they tryna run to you know we coming there He was with his bitch, I couldn't killed him, but I played it fair I'm tryna step up on a nigga, send 'em straight to hell (Straight to hell) A nigga really speak my mind, off them perky pills (Perky pills) [Outro] I'm tryna see, where we go from here Spare none, kill 'em all

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  • Y&R Mookey