42 Dugg, 42 Cheez, REAPER, Tae Money - Whole Gang Buss lyrics
42 Dugg [Dion Marquise Hayes] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[42 Dugg, 42 Cheez, REAPER, Tae Money - Whole Gang Buss lyrics]
Shit been crazy for us
Still gettin' to it
Turnin' shit up with the music
Whole gang buss, ain't lie the hoes
We gon luss
'Cause there's a lot of hoes
We done fucked
Bro this dick on a huss
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like muss
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plank flip on a car
Fucking with this bitch in a bar
See the blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
All I need is a car
I spin that bitch till tomorrow
Know I got my hands in the dark
I ain't never did fraud
Hey, got the address, switch the car
How you wanna kill your own partner?
I don't need no bars
This why I occasion, I park
Pull over, fuck her in the car
This a cat not a track
I done lost it all, then got it back
Doggy tellin' me re-rack
Man, y'all niggas soft
This beef a walk through the park
I do a drill as an artist
Know I .55 my target
This a locked beef, no bargain
Thump a nigga down, don't argue
And they been lookin' harder for you
I just had to silence the tool
Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool
We don't stop slidin' till they through
I average a minimum two
Know it been hard for me
Bitch, young turnt shit start with me
What would y'all do if I just leave?
I just quit, real street nigga
I don't trust no bitch
In the Lamb I'm lit, pour four in the six
Ten bands got him killed
Quit playin', I don't got no two
Sippin' all my shit dancin'
Couple hoes out in France, oui, oui
It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm 3D
Bitch, but fuck all that
Good girl at home but I fuck all rats
Two cash, three tracks in a Maybach
Now I'm mean to 'em, know they hate that
Miss me with that fake rap
Know a nigga doin' it
Can't take another loss, girly I'll lose it
You love me, prove it
How? Hold a nigga down
My mama ever need somethin'
Do it with a smile
Your baby true enough but the
Shit in this town
Fuck with a nigga Rob
Hey, been steppin' since kids, yeah
Driven down in '010, yeah
That's when shit got real, yeah
I'm a shit nigga still, yeah
Whole gang buss, ain't lie the hoes
We gon luss
'Cause there's a lot of hoes
We done fucked
Bro this dick on a huss
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like muss
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plank flip on a car
Fucking with this bitch in a bar
See the blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
Still gettin' to it
Turnin' shit up with the music
Whole gang buss, ain't lie the hoes
We gon luss
'Cause there's a lot of hoes
We done fucked
Bro this dick on a huss
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like muss
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plank flip on a car
Fucking with this bitch in a bar
See the blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
All I need is a car
I spin that bitch till tomorrow
Know I got my hands in the dark
I ain't never did fraud
Hey, got the address, switch the car
How you wanna kill your own partner?
I don't need no bars
This why I occasion, I park
Pull over, fuck her in the car
This a cat not a track
I done lost it all, then got it back
Doggy tellin' me re-rack
Man, y'all niggas soft
This beef a walk through the park
I do a drill as an artist
Know I .55 my target
This a locked beef, no bargain
Thump a nigga down, don't argue
And they been lookin' harder for you
I just had to silence the tool
Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool
We don't stop slidin' till they through
I average a minimum two
Know it been hard for me
Bitch, young turnt shit start with me
What would y'all do if I just leave?
I just quit, real street nigga
I don't trust no bitch
In the Lamb I'm lit, pour four in the six
Ten bands got him killed
Quit playin', I don't got no two
Sippin' all my shit dancin'
Couple hoes out in France, oui, oui
It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm 3D
Bitch, but fuck all that
Good girl at home but I fuck all rats
Two cash, three tracks in a Maybach
Now I'm mean to 'em, know they hate that
Miss me with that fake rap
Know a nigga doin' it
Can't take another loss, girly I'll lose it
You love me, prove it
How? Hold a nigga down
My mama ever need somethin'
Do it with a smile
Your baby true enough but the
Shit in this town
Fuck with a nigga Rob
Hey, been steppin' since kids, yeah
Driven down in '010, yeah
That's when shit got real, yeah
I'm a shit nigga still, yeah
Whole gang buss, ain't lie the hoes
We gon luss
'Cause there's a lot of hoes
We done fucked
Bro this dick on a huss
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like muss
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plank flip on a car
Fucking with this bitch in a bar
See the blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars