دانلود آهنگ 4 Da Gang از 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch

4 Da Gang

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    خواننده: 42 Dugg, Roddy Ricch
    ژانر: Rap, Hip Hop
    لیبل: CMG Enterprises II
    تاریخ انتشار: April 02, 2021
    زبان آهنگ: English

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    [Intro: Scorpions with 42 Dugg]
    You
    I can’t wait for the nights with you
    I imagine the things we’ll do

    [Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
    Ain’t nothin’ plain on me, nigga, four chains on me
    I ain’t trippin’ ’bout that ho, nigga, she came on me
    I got a b**ch from the West, she’ll s*ck a nigga soul
    b**ch from the East, she’ll f**k a nigga dawgs
    Still playin’ with that raw even though I got a deal
    Had to get up out the city, I just got a nigga killed
    Pause, I’m lyin’, kinda, still sippin’ out the Fanta
    OxyContin and Opanas, I want four-two for each
    Niggas upped Lou for free, that’s my nigga, come and kick it
    Mister still’ll serve the city, I’m the reason it’s some chicken
    Why the f**k you in the kitchen tryna turn one?
    Daire quit pullin’ on the blender ‘fore you burn some
    Baby say she want a real nigga, but she don’t get it
    Why you ain’t never up at night? I told you I been sippin’
    Still go harder for my niggas, wish I could bring you back
    Turntest in the city, white lows, blue flags
    Know I keep two flags on bang
    I just dropped a Urus for the gang
    Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains
    Signed to CMG, still in the dope game
    I don’t swipe propane, really got it out the mud
    Big 4 Gang, catch me ridin’ with the thugs
    And I got it on my own, ain’t nobody helped me
    Remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends
    You can’t “Lil’ bro” me, b**ch, I really got a check
    42 in this shit, I be really on that
    Put the city on my back, still remember hard times
    2018 was the year my dawg died

    [Chorus: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch]
    Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
    Amiris on low, if not wheat Timbs
    Me and 42 pullin’ up, twin Bentleys
    Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
    Know I keep two flags on bang
    I just dropped a Urus for the gang
    Tied from the D to LA
    Always keep it a hunnid K

    [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
    Number one nigga, but they’re never gon’ admit it
    I was doin’ two-hundred in the ‘Rari and got a ticket
    Every time they see me, they say they ain’t seen me in a minute
    Probably f**kin’ on your bi*c*es, probably runnin’ up the digits
    Forgiato wheels, both lanes
    Floor mats say a nigga name
    Interrogation, feds tried to put us on the board, never identified
    All my niggas always gettin’ dough, it’s always chicken time
    I got niggas in the box, gon’ call me collect
    I got model bi*c*es that be tryna call me for s**
    And you know what they say, “If it ain’t directed, then don’t respect it”
    You see ’em out in public, they gon’ act like they never said it
    I see by the C-side, I throw it up two times
    And your nigga got a gangster card, he bought it off Groupon
    One of the young niggas that be gettin’ love in the city
    From the hub to the dub in the tub, f**k with me

    [Chorus: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch]
    Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
    Amiris on low, if not wheat Timbs
    Me and 42 pullin’ up, twin Bentleys
    Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
    Know I keep two flags on bang
    I just dropped a Urus for the gang
    Tied from the D to LA
    Always keep it a hunnid K

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