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Faneto Lyrics - Artist : Duwap Kaine
Gang, gang, gang
Gang-gang-gang (Sosa On The Beat) Gang, Bang Gang, gang Gang, aye Aye, aye, aye Cap gang, Cap gang Cap gang, Cap gang Cap gang, Cap gang Cap gang, hell yeah Capo gang, hell yeah Capo gang, hell yeah Capo gang, hell yeah Capo gang, hell yeah Capo gang I'm a lil nigga nigga but I came to shoot Thirty aimed at you All these rappers they be so damn fu', pull up and do you You's a dumb nigga, pull up to yo' block and I'ma drum nigga Drop the gun, I just saw cops and I'ma run nigga I got thirty in my heater, do you want to meet her My Glock.40 a grim reaper, aye, let these hundred rounds blow Pull up on yo' block, that's a Faneto Baby girl it's now or never, baby girl I gotta chase this cheddar Hell naw, I cannot get fed up, pull up on yo' block it's a set-up Ridin' down the opp block, gotta let this tool pop Snatch y chain and I ain't goin', you know I'ma get to blowin' For my chains they be so frozen, by my wrist you know I'm glowin' Niggas mad at me, because my pockets stuffed with' that cake And they really gon' be mad my.30 stuffed in they face Niggas ask if I'm fine, I done lost my mind Got this Tec-9, now it's yo' bed time I'm a lil nigga nigga but I come to shoot Thirty aimed at you All these rappers they be so damn fu', pull up and do you You's a dumb nigga, pull up to yo' block and I'ma drum nigga Drop the gun, I just saw cops and I'ma run nigga I got thirty in my heater, do you want to meet her My Glock.40 a grim reaper, aye, let these hundred rounds go Pull up on yo' block, that's a Faneto Look at me the wrong way, let this.30 go to waste Them bullets place up in yo' face, off the dope boy I'm spaced Off this Tooka pack, double trigger Ruger Pull up like a scooter, I need me some shooter My Glock longer than a ruler, smokin' on you losers Got the Mac, it go rat-a-tat, shoot it to your back I got the chrome, dressed in all black, and I'm off the Ac' Got the sack, I just spent it all, I'ma get it back Got some guns and a couple choppers, don't make me attack, no No-o, nah, nah, nah I'm a lil nigga nigga but I came to shoot Thirty aimed at you All these rappers they be so damn fu', pull up and do you You's a dumb nigga, pull up to yo' block and I'ma drum nigga Drop the gun, I just saw cops and I'ma run nigga I got thirty in my heater, do you want to meet her My Glock.40 a grim reaper, aye, let these hundred rounds blow Pull up on yo' block, that's a Faneto |
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