Sign Language
YG
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We got heaters, smoke, drank, bitches Fours, deuces, tres, switches Riders, money, houses, boats Notes, uncompromising quotes Tweakers on molly, in the hills living Glocks, scopes, chops with the switches Ferraris, Richard Millie models on dope Four double O, now a nigga want the smoke (West coast) I'ma bang on bitch boys Bentley trucks, G Wagons, then his bitch toys You ain't say my name in that diss song Bitch ass nigga, that's not a diss, boy It's YG, AKA Chin Checker Four hundred worth fifty million, I'm a rich stepper Whoa, I might pop out in some leather Or in some Dickies like, f*ck your Margiela Twist your fingers up Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Throw up your gang, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga, nigga, bang It's all the same, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Twist your fingers up Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Throw up your gang, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga, nigga, bang It's all the same, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Yeah, bang on em Mr. Gangster with designer, get strange on 'em I hang with the savages, we got ranks on 'em Went from broke to rich I had to change on 'em Cherry red, I'm flamed up, cherry red Chucks On gang, Blood, we don't do no head ups I'm the one they call when they get jammed up Yelling, "free the gang," we don't do handcuffs Big drip, hoes, tricks, Glock-nine, long clips Bitch strip-pole, gripped on Bloods, I'm with a few crips F*ck good, love hard, I burnt out my love chart Black trucks bulletproof, them Glocks on my security guard Rich nigga, six figures, ain't shit, you bitch nigga Lit nigga, they pay me to pop shit, nigga A verse from me is like four or five bricks, nigga And at the video shoot, I do this, nigga Twist your fingers up Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Throw up your gang, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga, nigga, bang It's all the same, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Twist your fingers up Bang, nigga, nigga, bang Throw up your gang, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga, nigga, bang It's all the same, nigga Bang, nigga, nigga, bang We got heaters, smoke, drank, bitches Fours, deuces, tres, switches Riders, money, houses, boats Notes, uncompromising quotes Tweakers on Molly, in the hills living Glocks, scopes, chops with the switches Ferraris, Richard Millie models on dope Four double O, now a nigga want the smoke (West coast)
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Written by: Calvin Broadus, Darryl Cash, Delmar Drew Arnaud, Jeff Martinez, Kennon Jackson, Ricardo Brown, Terrace Martin
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