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Correct GangSigns Lyrics
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[Intro:] This pain is just too real There’s just too much that time cannot erase Red flags, blue straps, no white stripes Just bang-bang, watch for them blue bright lights! Neighborhood fuck, paper going up And bitches out here lying, if they think they give a fuck Daa! Never that, I’m a clever cat! Cash, I’m ahead of that Uh, I never chase shit! I rather get money, than talk money! Round the clock, drop some hundreds in the sack money! Brooklyn boy, getting Brooklyn cheese For my Brooklyn bitch, on the Brooklyn needs! Different day, same shit! If a nigga got a piece, meet the neighborhood cliques, bang! Raised in the ghetto, grew up in them buildings Surviving mother fucker ain’t killing at the killing And we made it out alive, we got to make a killing Feeling like a million bucks, what a feeling! Live it up! Hood: Yeah! Fuck it, I pay! High off like three blunts, like fuck it, I’m blazed! Woke up so fucked up, been fucked up my day! Fuck what you heard, I’m like, “fuck what they say! ”, yeah! Hey, gang signs (gang signs) Throw ‘em up (throw ‘em up, throw ‘em up)! Gang signs, West Signs Throw ‘em up, throw ‘em up, yeah, yeah! Fuck ya, I need free time Fuck me, I need me time! No time for the bullshit No time for the feelings! Maybe to fuck, but that’s all! Only here for assholes Trying to get this money, bro Trying to get these packs on! If I had a bitch named Becka I ain’t really respect her, So what past to my niggas, And that’s what a fuck I left her! Good girl in a nice city, nice friend she a bad… I don’t even get mad, hoe I just try to get mad millies! Girls in the… wanna fuck with everything! G, got the flat tummy with the belly ring! Roll around in that maybe I’m this, you say maybe Now, all these hoes on me Shit changes like crazy! But I ain’t changing! She’s good! See, I move around I’m still hood! You still love me, don’t that feel good? Fuck, trade it all, I still would, bitch, yeah! Hook: Yeah! Fuck it, I pay! High off like three blunts, like fuck it, I’m blazed! Woke up so fucked up, been fucked up my day! Fuck what you heard, I’m like, “fuck what they say! ”, yeah! Hey, gang signs (gang signs) Throw ‘em up (throw ‘em up, throw ‘em up)! Gang signs, West Signs Throw ‘em up, throw ‘em up, yeah, yeah!
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