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Yeah

Zoogang

Slatt

Every time I ride around bitch, ridin' around with that pole

You know I ain't lackin'

Bitch, finna do me a show turn up on the stage and collect my backend

I just met a bitch from the hood

And her ass so fat wanna fuck her from the backend

Everybody in my gang they stand tall, **** we ain't do no rattin'

I ain't have shit, little ****

I was on that block, I was out there trappin' (No cap)

I done had percs, had the weed and the lean, motherfucker

And I had that crackin'

I was on the block with the Glock all day, lil' ****, I ain't doin' no lackin'

Now the opps I do, I'm trappin'

Got the Glock, and I'm goin' to get to clappin'

Popped a **** in rapid fashion

Keep that Glock on me, it's fashion

Pussy boy, don't make me mad

Zoogang come through, get to whacking

Hang low that boy so bad, on bro that boy's an assassin

We be slidin' on the opps with a passion

Kill that boy, now that boy, he past tense

I been gettin' to the racks, no baptist

More money in ya checks that ya taxes

Do it big motherfucker, I'm Jurassic

I be smokin' on all different gasses

Hit a bitch, who the fuck done gassin'?

I refuse to let a bitch **** whack me

Slide through and hit a **** in traffic

Hop out with that motherfuckin' ratchet

We gon' show you little **** who gangsta

Put that lil' boy in a box just like the Undertaker

These bullets gon' bake ya like the sun in Jamaica

We send that boy to ya maker, Young Pop, I'm paid

I got some Glocks on the way

And a big box of them K's

The Zoo they go crazy

We raisin' hell on them boys

We slidin' though every day

Yeah, all my **** they hittas, yeah

**** gon' die 'cause we killas, yeah

**** talk shit, we don't feel that shit

My hitta came through, and he split his wig

That **** pop, man the realest, yeah

I know them real **** feel this, yeah

Bitch you know Pop, I'm as real as it get

I gotta ride with the stick in this bitch

Every time I ride around bitch, ridin' around with that pole

You know I ain't lackin'

Bitch, finna do me a show turn up on the stage and collect my backend

I just met a bitch from the hood

And her ass so fat wanna fuck her from the backend

Everybody in my gang they stand tall, **** we ain't do no rattin'

I ain't have shit little ****

I was on that block, I was out there trappin' (No cap)

I done had percs, had the weed, and the lean motherfucker

And I had that crackin'

I was on the block with the Glock all day, lil' ****, I ain't doin' no lackin'

Now the opps I do, I'm trappin'

Got the Glock, and I'm goin' to get to clappin'

Popped a **** in rapid fashion

Keep that Glock on me, it's fashion

Pussy boy don't make me mad

Zoogang come through, get to whacking

Hang low that boy so bad, on bro that boy's an assassin

We be slidin' on the opps with a passion

Kill that boy now that boy, he past tense

(Damn son, where'd you find this?)

Zoogang