| M8V3N Gang
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| Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| That’s shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
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| M8V3N, M8V3N Gang
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| Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| That’s shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
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| Look, I know lately they hatin' on me
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| Got my family dependin' on me
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| Niggas pocket watchin', niggas droppin' dots
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| I can’t go jail I got places to be
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| 'Member the days we was waitin' to feast, and there weren’t really places to eat
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| 'Member losses I took on repeat
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| And still they throw shade on my name
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| My nigga, I done seen plenty shit, never talk about it
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| Bodies drop, can’t do shit but put chalk around 'em
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| Only one time when I walk without it
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| Got some scars, but what after, can’t talk about it
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| People’s feelings change when your change up
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| Been through situations, people ain’t the same returnin' favors
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| Counted on people and waited on people, but nobody comin'
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| Times when they doubted me, fuck them apologies
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| Help me, you could’ve but nobody would and
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| They ain’t got love for me
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| Bitches adorin' me now 'cause they see where I’m headed toward and
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| I. really reminisce on certain days up in the system, the time that I lost and
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| I… really really missed our childhood, grievin' 'cause the drillin' was
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| mainly my focus
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| Look, we was dumb-minded, thank God, focused up, we was dumb-minded
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| Three or two, in the pump, my nigga
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| We ain’t tote, woulda lost my niggas
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| Free the whole gang, missin' all my niggas
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| Wit' the gang, same pain, needle up my nigga
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| Drill after drill, healin' all my niggas
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| Sin after sin, forgive all my niggas
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| I woke up in some bad rage
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| Bro called, he said he sensin' a bad day
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| Say they love me, that’s mad fake
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| Send shots get shot, they know I got some bad fate
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| They don’t like how I’m stuck in my bad ways
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| Fuck it, I’m stuck in my bad ways
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| They don’t like how I’m stuck in my bad ways
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| Fuck it, I’m stuck in my bad ways
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| I got shot, I ain’t bitch, I just manned up
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| Can’t trip, gotta keep tears tucked
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| Elevated, we was broken, we was devastated
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| Never hatin', was waitin', we got impatient
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| Don’t you get mistaken
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| Look, I might still bend a block, now we got a patient
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| Fry 'em up, no bacon
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| Look, know we stand on the strip 'til the block is vacant
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| Shorty say I’m Satan, got the devil in me
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| I know God forgive me
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| All my niggas gon' shoot if there’s problems with me
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| What? |
| So what’s the problems with me?
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| Droppin' bombs on 'em
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| You was tellin' you would drop a dime on 'em
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| Pull a nine on him
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| He ain’t loyal, so we put a fine on him
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| What you know 'bout…
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| Hunnid days, hunnid nights in the whip 'til you know the route?
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| I ain’t showin' out
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| Say less, I know what you gon' do for a lot a clout
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| I ain’t goin' out
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| Please don’t call me for nothin', I’m focused on money quick
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| My day was rainy, no sunny shit
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| Please never act like you love me, bitch
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| M8V3N, M8V3N Gang
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| Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| That’s shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
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| M8V3N, M8V3N Gang
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| Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| That’s shooter gang, gang, gang, gang |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flows , by - sheff g. Song from the album THE UNLUCCY LUCCY KID, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп