Tag Team Champs, Pt. 2
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Made it out that jam with a plan and a couple bands
Know some motherfuckers that'll blam for a couple grams
Never had the nerve to advance and then hide my hand
Temporary swerved out the land Im trynna advance
You can not disturb or offend none of my fucking fam
Park it on the curb gun in hand hopping out that van
Bitch Im in my zone niggas know we got plenty poles
And we on the road moving slow trynna change the score
I am not no hoe since I was 4 bitch I been trained to blow
Remember I was broke and not no more now I touch plenty dough
Back and forth with vo he hit the stu you know Im trynna go
Just so I could flow and talk bout hoes and how these niggas broke
Got a bag with some bags in it
Speakers and some 95s
Only rakes no patience for these snakes so don't be sliming mine
Switched area codes where are these hoes Im trynna find a dime
We taking control if you aint know you gotta hide inside
Ruthless with it punch you in yo mouth and leave you toothless drippin
Doctor gave you 2 prescriptions
Now you aint chewing shit you smoothie sippin'
No it's not a ruger boy this tool smithing
But we not gon use it for no nuisance we not doing prison
So we assume position
Whatever we doing sticking to it superglued the vision
I could tell you moving like a goofy lil dude who you kidding
Please don't say your life a movie it aint even television
I'm not 092 but long live the woo I could tell the vision
We don't sit on Ls we winning
Tag team champs and with kronnic make that belt a triple
I don't touch a scale could bag a half I used to trap wholesale
A lotta niggas fur they tuck they tails cause they aint making bail
A lotta niggas fail from raising hell they got put in a cell
Make it out the hood without the jail the goal is to prevail
He got hit up in his chest and made a post like this shit show and tell
The fn or the ghost say don't be dummy you gon catch a shell
These niggas do the most before he ran them niggas made him yell
And Im riding with them menaces
Fazogang member shit
It's a lotta niggas envious so you know gang gotta keep a stick
It take long to load but get empty quick way too many shots you can't run from this
Leave him on the block he less fortunate
If he send a thot we extort a bitch gang
Fazogang
Made it out that jam with a plan and a couple bands
Know some motherfuckers that'll blam for a couple grams
Never had the nerve to advance and then hide my hand
Temporary swerved out the land Im trynna advance
You can not disturb or offend none of my fucking fam
Park it on the curb gun in hand hopping out that van
Bitch Im in my zone niggas know we got plenty poles
And we on the road moving slow trynna change the score
I am not no hoe since I was 4 bitch I been trained to blow
Remember I was broke and not no more now I touch plenty dough
Back and forth with vo he hit the stu you know Im trynna go
Just so I could flow and talk bout hoes and how these niggas broke
Got a bag with some bags in it
Speakers and some 95s
Only rakes no patience for these snakes so don't be sliming mine
Switched area codes where are these hoes Im trynna find a dime
We taking control if you aint know you gotta hide inside
Ruthless with it punch you in yo mouth and leave you toothless drippin
Doctor gave you 2 prescriptions
Now you aint chewing shit you smoothie sippin'
No it's not a ruger boy this tool smithing
But we not gon use it for no nuisance we not doing prison
So we assume position
Whatever we doing sticking to it superglued the vision
I could tell you moving like a goofy lil dude who you kidding
Please don't say your life a movie it aint even television
I'm not 092 but long live the woo I could tell the vision
We don't sit on Ls we winning
Tag team champs and with kronnic make that belt a triple
I don't touch a scale could bag a half I used to trap wholesale
A lotta niggas fur they tuck they tails cause they aint making bail
A lotta niggas fail from raising hell they got put in a cell
Make it out the hood without the jail the goal is to prevail
He got hit up in his chest and made a post like this shit show and tell
The fn or the ghost say don't be dummy you gon catch a shell
These niggas do the most before he ran them niggas made him yell
And Im riding with them menaces
Fazogang member shit
It's a lotta niggas envious so you know gang gotta keep a stick
It take long to load but get empty quick way too many shots you can't run from this
Leave him on the block he less fortunate
If he send a thot we extort a bitch gang
Fazogang
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