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M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang, shooter (gang gang gang)
M8V3N, M8V3N gang (Shooter, shooter)
That's shooter gang (shooter, gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Frosty)
Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang

Look, luh ever since I been rapppin' they watch it like movie
Look, still makin' movies
Run around town with a handful of goonies
Look scatter them groupies
Word around town shit got hit with eleven
He survive an he tellin'
Word around town Sheff G get to the cheffin
I was born in the kitchen look
Many missed cause they aimed from the clutch
Reminisce on the days when the shit like a game
Do a hit just to claim what we touch
Broad day drillin' look
Hear the news bet it ain't one of us
We done shh'd them already look
I'm taking out stains like a brush, he woulda got saved but he bluffed
Look, we did it all for the back blocks, luh
Shots in his back cause he runnin' of course I'm masked up like a mascot, luh
We just let fall in the trend till the small the punier last stop, huh
Run out ya jaw, then you trip, then you fall, then you finished on grandpops
We shut you down like a laptop
Still in the cut like a band aid, huh
Catch him we scoring, we really go tourin'
We tourin' with dem things huh
Forty still on me, don't look at me funny, I'm gon' catch a damn case
Catch you walkin' with a limp
No I don't need a damn cane
Cleaning up ain't no damn maid

M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shooter. shooter, the shooter gang (gang gang gang)
M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shooter. shooter, the shooter gang (gang gang gang)

Look, shoota gang gon' pull up
Hit em, told bro don't stop go get em
I be ridin' round with the guys no chingin'
Know your chain getting snatched, ain't no blingin'
You know you ain't shootin
Got a gun? Why you bring it?
I know niggas that'll kill for a livin'
Better keep quiet you ain't down for the drillin'
Look, you ain't down for the M8V3
Tell em get back shoota gang in the room
Look, shoota gang let it boom
We just hit a lick got Raf like a Jew
Look, got racks to the roof
Spot gettin' litty, look, I'm back on my shit disrespect you get hit
We gon' do em like Ricky
Know we gon' do em like Ricky
Look nigga we could do them rundowns all day
Know bro got my back like Allstate
Niggas soft like cornflakes, got dripped in milk for like four days
Gotta bag now we all paid, did alot for the gang
Felt no shame
Look, back in my bag if I up it then I gotta blast
In love with them choppas and coppin' the gas
I go broke then I'm takin' ya stash
My killas in front with a gun and a mask
Ain't no laughs they doin' you bad
Don't play with that 8 block it's a wrap
Don't play with that 8 block it's a wrap

Suck my dick

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