Yuh, huh, aye, yuh
Kel-tech make him high for free he don't need no drug
He wanna talk how much bands he got, how much mans he got in the mud?
And yo bitch giving out free sex you would've thought they let out thug
And they still haven't found that body I wonder how deep them boys had dug
Aye, Grown men don't go missing i told you before, I thought you would know by now
F*ck around and wake up dead
That shit cost a couple thou
If he live it leave him sped
F*cking with them hollow rounds
I was like 15 with no hoop dreams, I was tryna flip them pounds
Smoke whenever, with whatever, I don't run no never
How they claim that gang nowadays they just gon' bang whatever
Off the shit when I f*ck that bitch it last forever
Suicidal bitch she said she good when we together
Link up with that man, oh u a fan? u getting buried with him
Ambulances speeding to yo block you getting carried with him
Hit up in his head and shit, it cause more than a dent
And i'm tapped in with yo plug so I know you on that fent
If it's static with that bum we come slide through and spray ya tent
They with that sit back gang, ain't with that gang we got right back like Trent
We gone never say who did it but we laugh at how he went
Only time i'm hearing bout yo hood is when it's getting bent
And that chopper got yo gang going through a rebuild
Yah, ain't got no more problems with that boy cause he killed
Yah, yo bitch with the gang every minute she thrilled
Yah, these hoes think they safe, she send that lo' then she drilled
Yah, she just popped one time now that shit a habit
Yah, this Glock pop no bitches yeah that shit a f*****
Yah, run up gang was mad as f*ck got blood on jacket
Yah, headshot gang was sad as f*ck they sold that ratchet
Aye, pack ain't got no stems what i'm smoking this shit kill
Way that lil boy went just like that Bill, he died in the field
Heard they hit his head he got back up he should've been killed
Got to keep that shit all on me this shit just got real
Aye, f*ck yo gang, drop what he bang might burn his flag too
And this chopper like doctor, it gon' burn off tattoos
Best not be around them boys when we slide cause they through
Bro don't give no f*ck he see a cop he see red he CBLU
Spot a few they shot a clip
Yuh Yuh take two
Smoking bloody blunts
Yuh I took one hit i can't move
I can't recognize that boy up in my blunt cause he new
Why they think they don't got rats up in that camp cause they do
B.D.A. - The Gates Pt. 2 Lyrics
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Yuh, huh, aye, yuh
Kel-tech make him high for free he don't need no drug
He wanna talk how much bands he got, how much mans he got in the mud?
And yo bitch giving out free sex you would've thought they let out thug
And they still haven't found that body I wonder how deep them boys had dug
Aye, Grown men don't go missing i told you before, I thought you would know by now
F*ck around and wake up dead
That shit cost a couple thou
If he live it leave him sped
F*cking with them hollow rounds
I was like 15 with no hoop dreams, I was tryna flip them pounds
Smoke whenever, with whatever, I don't run no never
How they claim that gang nowadays they just gon' bang whatever
Off the shit when I f*ck that bitch it last forever
Suicidal bitch she said she good when we together
Link up with that man, oh u a fan? u getting buried with him
Ambulances speeding to yo block you getting carried with him
Hit up in his head and shit, it cause more than a dent
And i'm tapped in with yo plug so I know you on that fent
If it's static with that bum we come slide through and spray ya tent
They with that sit back gang, ain't with that gang we got right back like Trent
We gone never say who did it but we laugh at how he went
Only time i'm hearing bout yo hood is when it's getting bent
And that chopper got yo gang going through a rebuild
Yah, ain't got no more problems with that boy cause he killed
Yah, yo bitch with the gang every minute she thrilled
Yah, these hoes think they safe, she send that lo' then she drilled
Yah, she just popped one time now that shit a habit
Yah, this Glock pop no bitches yeah that shit a f*****
Yah, run up gang was mad as f*ck got blood on jacket
Yah, headshot gang was sad as f*ck they sold that ratchet
Aye, pack ain't got no stems what i'm smoking this shit kill
Way that lil boy went just like that Bill, he died in the field
Heard they hit his head he got back up he should've been killed
Got to keep that shit all on me this shit just got real
Aye, f*ck yo gang, drop what he bang might burn his flag too
And this chopper like doctor, it gon' burn off tattoos
Best not be around them boys when we slide cause they through
Bro don't give no f*ck he see a cop he see red he CBLU
Spot a few they shot a clip
Yuh Yuh take two
Smoking bloody blunts
Yuh I took one hit i can't move
I can't recognize that boy up in my blunt cause he new
Why they think they don't got rats up in that camp cause they do
Kel-tech make him high for free he don't need no drug
He wanna talk how much bands he got, how much mans he got in the mud?
And yo bitch giving out free sex you would've thought they let out thug
And they still haven't found that body I wonder how deep them boys had dug
Aye, Grown men don't go missing i told you before, I thought you would know by now
F*ck around and wake up dead
That shit cost a couple thou
If he live it leave him sped
F*cking with them hollow rounds
I was like 15 with no hoop dreams, I was tryna flip them pounds
Smoke whenever, with whatever, I don't run no never
How they claim that gang nowadays they just gon' bang whatever
Off the shit when I f*ck that bitch it last forever
Suicidal bitch she said she good when we together
Link up with that man, oh u a fan? u getting buried with him
Ambulances speeding to yo block you getting carried with him
Hit up in his head and shit, it cause more than a dent
And i'm tapped in with yo plug so I know you on that fent
If it's static with that bum we come slide through and spray ya tent
They with that sit back gang, ain't with that gang we got right back like Trent
We gone never say who did it but we laugh at how he went
Only time i'm hearing bout yo hood is when it's getting bent
And that chopper got yo gang going through a rebuild
Yah, ain't got no more problems with that boy cause he killed
Yah, yo bitch with the gang every minute she thrilled
Yah, these hoes think they safe, she send that lo' then she drilled
Yah, she just popped one time now that shit a habit
Yah, this Glock pop no bitches yeah that shit a f*****
Yah, run up gang was mad as f*ck got blood on jacket
Yah, headshot gang was sad as f*ck they sold that ratchet
Aye, pack ain't got no stems what i'm smoking this shit kill
Way that lil boy went just like that Bill, he died in the field
Heard they hit his head he got back up he should've been killed
Got to keep that shit all on me this shit just got real
Aye, f*ck yo gang, drop what he bang might burn his flag too
And this chopper like doctor, it gon' burn off tattoos
Best not be around them boys when we slide cause they through
Bro don't give no f*ck he see a cop he see red he CBLU
Spot a few they shot a clip
Yuh Yuh take two
Smoking bloody blunts
Yuh I took one hit i can't move
I can't recognize that boy up in my blunt cause he new
Why they think they don't got rats up in that camp cause they do
Writer: Beda .
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