Shit been crazy for us
Still gettin' to it
Turnin' shit up with the music
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done f*cked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
F*ckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
All I need is a car
I'll spin that bitch 'til tomorrow
Know I got my hands in the dark
I ain't never did fraud
Already got the address, switch the card
How you wanna kill your own partner?
I don't need no bars
This Wockesha not Par
Pull over, f*ck her in the car
This a Cat not a Track'
I done lost it all, then got it back
Doggy tellin' me re-rack
Man, y'all niggas soft
This beef'll walk through the park
I do a drill as an artist
Know I .55 my target
This a locked beef, no bargain
Thump a nigga down, don't argue
And they been lookin' harder for you
I just had to silence the tool
Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool
We don't stop slidin' 'til they through
I average a minimum two
Know it been hard for me
Bitch, young turnt shit start with me
What would y'all do if I just leave?
I just quit
Real street nigga, I don't trust no bitch
In the Lamb', I'm lit
Pour a four in the six
Ten bands got him killed, quit playin'
I don't got no two step but all my shit dancin'
Couple hoes out in France, oui oui
It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm three deep
Bitch, but f*ck all that
Good girl at home but I f*ck all rats
Two Cats, three Tracks and a Maybach
Now I'm mean to the-, know they hate that
Miss me with that fake rap, know a nigga doin' it
Can't take another loss, girly, I'll lose it
You love me? Prove it
How? Hold a nigga down
My mama ever need somethin', do it with a smile
I'm your baby true enough but the shit in this town
F*ck with a nigga Rob, ayy
Been steppin' since kids, yeah
Jalen died in '010, yeah
That's when shit got real, yeah
I'm the shit, nigga, still, yeah
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done f*cked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
F*ckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
Whole Gang Buss Video (MV)
Performed By: 42 Dugg
From Album: Last Ones Left
Written by: Andre Stampley, Andrea Padgett, Antonio Caddell, Deontae Hammond, Dion Hayes, George Stone III
42 Dugg - Whole Gang Buss Lyrics
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Shit been crazy for us
Still gettin' to it
Turnin' shit up with the music
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done f*cked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
F*ckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
All I need is a car
I'll spin that bitch 'til tomorrow
Know I got my hands in the dark
I ain't never did fraud
Already got the address, switch the card
How you wanna kill your own partner?
I don't need no bars
This Wockesha not Par
Pull over, f*ck her in the car
This a Cat not a Track'
I done lost it all, then got it back
Doggy tellin' me re-rack
Man, y'all niggas soft
This beef'll walk through the park
I do a drill as an artist
Know I .55 my target
This a locked beef, no bargain
Thump a nigga down, don't argue
And they been lookin' harder for you
I just had to silence the tool
Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool
We don't stop slidin' 'til they through
I average a minimum two
Know it been hard for me
Bitch, young turnt shit start with me
What would y'all do if I just leave?
I just quit
Real street nigga, I don't trust no bitch
In the Lamb', I'm lit
Pour a four in the six
Ten bands got him killed, quit playin'
I don't got no two step but all my shit dancin'
Couple hoes out in France, oui oui
It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm three deep
Bitch, but f*ck all that
Good girl at home but I f*ck all rats
Two Cats, three Tracks and a Maybach
Now I'm mean to the-, know they hate that
Miss me with that fake rap, know a nigga doin' it
Can't take another loss, girly, I'll lose it
You love me? Prove it
How? Hold a nigga down
My mama ever need somethin', do it with a smile
I'm your baby true enough but the shit in this town
F*ck with a nigga Rob, ayy
Been steppin' since kids, yeah
Jalen died in '010, yeah
That's when shit got real, yeah
I'm the shit, nigga, still, yeah
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done f*cked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
F*ckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
Still gettin' to it
Turnin' shit up with the music
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done f*cked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
F*ckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
All I need is a car
I'll spin that bitch 'til tomorrow
Know I got my hands in the dark
I ain't never did fraud
Already got the address, switch the card
How you wanna kill your own partner?
I don't need no bars
This Wockesha not Par
Pull over, f*ck her in the car
This a Cat not a Track'
I done lost it all, then got it back
Doggy tellin' me re-rack
Man, y'all niggas soft
This beef'll walk through the park
I do a drill as an artist
Know I .55 my target
This a locked beef, no bargain
Thump a nigga down, don't argue
And they been lookin' harder for you
I just had to silence the tool
Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool
We don't stop slidin' 'til they through
I average a minimum two
Know it been hard for me
Bitch, young turnt shit start with me
What would y'all do if I just leave?
I just quit
Real street nigga, I don't trust no bitch
In the Lamb', I'm lit
Pour a four in the six
Ten bands got him killed, quit playin'
I don't got no two step but all my shit dancin'
Couple hoes out in France, oui oui
It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm three deep
Bitch, but f*ck all that
Good girl at home but I f*ck all rats
Two Cats, three Tracks and a Maybach
Now I'm mean to the-, know they hate that
Miss me with that fake rap, know a nigga doin' it
Can't take another loss, girly, I'll lose it
You love me? Prove it
How? Hold a nigga down
My mama ever need somethin', do it with a smile
I'm your baby true enough but the shit in this town
F*ck with a nigga Rob, ayy
Been steppin' since kids, yeah
Jalen died in '010, yeah
That's when shit got real, yeah
I'm the shit, nigga, still, yeah
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done f*cked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
F*ckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
Writer: Andre Stampley, Andrea Padgett, Antonio Caddell, Deontae Hammond, Dion Hayes, George Stone III
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.