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REAL GDK

Famo Banga
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fuck 11 at bitch Nigga we real GDK Fuck it on black flags Try spin on my block we spin right back Where yo strap at? We gon' run em down, it go tat-tat Put a hole in his head like a dark fit Everybody in the whip strap-strap Different guns like we in the army 100 shots No new friends, these niggas be fuckin' with cops 30 for 30 my nigga be playin' with mops feel like chief kief and his prom boy got a flock goin' keep flock, flock and you know i won't stop, stop i came here to kill i should of just signed me a deal I guess i'm just too deep in the feel money comin' out i will what i will The fiends callin' and they all in my ear Street nigga once you gone if it get Politic'n on my names that's real motherfucker i was never no snitch I was the only doin' drills What's the dudes do to a semi Fucked up what they did to nicky Motherfucker should've had his fuckin blixky Try runnin' we get em' Now I got blood on my denim He think he a bad guy, till i pull up with that old shit oh He think i'ma catch if i wai tai hop out And his eyes open wild like a bad bitch when she give a blowjob Nigga we real GDK Fuck it on black flags Try spin on my block we spin right back Where yo strap at? We gon' run em down, it go tat-tat Put a hole in his head like a dark fit Everybody in the whip strap-strap Different guns like we in the army 100 shots No new friends, these niggas be fuckin' with cops 30 for 30 my nigga be playin' with mops feel like chief kief and his prom boy got a flock goin' keep flock, flock and you know i won't stop, stop I'm countin this briche, boy get yo chedda' up NTO ain't no lettin' up Give em' a chest shot, he ain't connectin Now the doctors gotta wires Bullets too big Nigga no stitchin' that He breathin' so hard call it asthma tack I was a kid when niggas was wooled back Peter apostle what we been through And nigga we been through shit Penitentiary, from the roof, jail holes, ain't no visitin' Run along every time that we see a crip Niggas come home and they won't even mention it Like what's all the fuss about Keep sayin' ike name better watch yo mouth, Niggas gonna find yo mama house, Now that boy scared, takin' longer routes Nigga we real GDK Fuck it on black flags Try spin on my block we spin right back Where yo strap at? We gon' run em down, it go tat-tat Put a hole in his head like a dark fit Everybody in the whip strap-strap Different guns like we in the army 100 shots