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Yungeen Ace – Gangsta Lyrics

Sipping on this drink trying to get my thoughts together
Can’t make a move without my gun you know I was taught way better
N**** upped a pole on my brother I told my brother let me kill him
He told me chill even though I will even though he was the last one with him
Around 2:25 in the morning I was riding with them thangs lurking
I was in a stolo hoping police don’t get me cause I know these K’s dirty
I’m tired of all these N****s dissing steady putting me in they mentions
He on Instagram acting like he gangster so I’m finna catch up with him
Ain’t on no bouje shit 2 blicks all in Hollywood
But I only want my 9 now just like I’m tiger woods
If I catch him ima stretch him he know what’s really good
No I ain’t finna take back what I said get it up in blood
Had to excellerate my mind in the public they say I’m wilding
762 why there’s some missing bodies
Bitch I ain’t no saint ima burn in hell
Fuck the police bitch I ain’t going to jail
Completing all my missions bitch I won’t never fail
Bitch Step down to who that N**** watched his man die
That n**** ain’t even shoot
What I did to him I’ll do to you
Bitch I’m a killer step down to who
I’ll call the play blue 42
Since he want clout put him on the news
Bitch I got bodies what about you
Aww no I’m out my mind bullets flying
Red rum n****s dying
Oh he ain’t die hit him one more time
Aww I’m out my mind bullets flying
Red rum n****s dying
Oh he ain’t die hit him one more time
Aww bitch ima gangster gangster
Ima gangster gangster
What you know about murder
bitch ima gangster gangster
Ima gangster gangster
What you know about murder
Red rum
Gangster gangster
What you know about murder
These N****s ain’t gangster gangster
These n****s ain’t gangster gangster
What you know about murder
Red rum

Gangster gangster gangster bitch I’ll put you up and celebrate
If Simon says go bust they head at 8 then they never late
Hit em through the glass
Flipped him over and he hit the floor
Murder spelled backwards spells red rum if you ain’t know
Street sweeper known around the hood this bitch eat people
Red button yo bitch ass boy we delete people
Yes I know about it I can teach you about that murder book
Play a lot on IG but bitch ima dirty crook
Red rum
When that bag on you you gone feel it n****
Red rum
Make me the illest in my city n****
Bitch I shoot you out your feelings N****
This ain’t our first ride no lie double digit killers
I’m from BR where our life ain’t sunny
Where these lil ones murder dummy
And they blow there murder money
Saw a lil one at the store he asked me can he murder for me
He must’ve heard boosie about to murder something
Bitch I’m gangster gangster

Aww bitch ima gangster gangster
Ima gangster gangster
What you know about murder
bitch ima gangster gangster
Ima gangster gangster
What you know about murder
Red rum
Gangster gangster
What you know about murder
These N****s ain’t gangster gangster
These n****s ain’t gangster gangster
What you know about murder
Red rum
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