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Boonk Gang – Ventin

Gotti for real
Yeah, Boonk Gang!
Ayo, cut the beat up
Ok, that’s what the fuck I’m talkin’ ’bout
Yeah, Boonk Gang!
I got, I gotta get some shit off my motherfuckin’ chest

Man, y’all got me fucked up (Gotti for real)
Let me calm down, let me pop a xan, let me pop a perc
Let me smoke this black
A nigga been broke, and I ain’t goin’ back
Blue ten racks, I want more of that
Ain’t no holdin’ me, nigga run up
Got the hundred [?] goin’ back
Like doot-doot-doot-doot, fah-fah-fah-fah
Rah, bow-bow-bow
Man down, hands down
Boonk Gang, he the man now
Yeah, I ain’t worried ’bout the fame
I ain’t worried ’bout a thing
If you disrespect my name, bitch, I’m blowin’ out ya brains (Gotti for real)
Bitches still love me, bitches still fuck me
Fuck wit’ real bitches, bitches still fuck me, bitches kill fo’ me
Boonk Gang, I’m a real nigga
Out the field nigga, you don’t even wanna know how it feel nigga
She’ll do anything for the bill nigga, ride around with a nine on my hip nigga

Boonk Gang! Yeah!
Whole lotta this, aye
I ain’t never win, know what I’m saying?
Break the beat down, y’all got me fucked up
Aye, break the beat down
Aye Tree, break the beat down

Gotti for real
Bitch, I’m straight from the slums, look how far I done come
I can’t let you take this from me
Bitch, I ain’t hit a mill’, but I know not to stare
Yeah, I know that you know it’s comin’
It’s comin’, it’s comin’
Boonk Gang!

Oh you here now, I got bread now
Fuck the floor, I got the bed now
What, you thought I’d be dead now?
You must’ve thought I was playin’ now
HTOG that’s gang
Yeah she fuck me on cocaine
Pockets empty, golden choppers
Boonk Gang robbin’ your whole gang
I ain’t playin’ no more, I ain’t carin’ no more
And you know Boonk Gang don’t care ’bout what you sayin’ no more
I-I ain’t playin’ no more, I ain’t carin’ no more
And you know Boonk Gang don’t care ’bout what you sayin’ no more
Boonk Gang!

Gotti for real
Bitch, I’m straight from the slums, look how far I done come
I can’t let you take this from me
Bitch, I ain’t hit a mill’, but I know not to stare
Yeah, I know that you know it’s comin’
It’s comin’, it’s comin’
Boonk Gang!

Gotti for real

Updated: 1 August 2018 — 07:36

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