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Renegade Gutta & Gradea - Django Lyrics



Renegade Gutta & Gradea - Django Lyrics
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(Yea yea yea)
Renegade mafia nigga
(GradeA on the beat)
(Huh)
Niggas ain't really pulling up man
Niggas ain't slidin' man
(Huh Huh)
I say pull up, watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I'm from that wild Wild West like Django
So wassup, these niggas acting lame bruh
Two 40's filled with hollows they ain't got no names on em
You ain't gang so stay in your lane fool
You bout to die over a bitch that done been ran through
Yea, so you goin die about this hoe
You f*cking fifty other ones but this one got yo throat,
Aite
So come on pull up with that smoke
I'm smoking this gelato at the store on Beatties Ford
He hollering bout a drive by I'm a walk up on that Ford
Boy forgive me lord if I gotta pull his cord
Fast forward, trading bullets at that store in first ward
Cancel him, eighty six he food Heinz ward
You a shooter nigga me too,
You got tint we see through
I don't care if you see me cause I'm with that shit on Piru
My old bitch call her Caillou
Always in the mix, and if you with him you can die too
Not aiming when I slide through
You wanna be so gangsta, where that iron you better fire too
What's up with this cap
If you know where I be uhh why that ain't where you at
I lost a lot of homies I know I can't get them back
So best believe I'm serious just like a heart attack
I say pull up, watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I'm from that wild Wild West like Django
So wassup, these niggas acting lame bruh
Two 40's filled with hollows they ain't got no names on em
You ain't gang so stay in your lane fool
You bout to die over a bitch that done been ran through
I say Renegade hard to track, my CD hard track to track
Just like I said on time you suppose to hit em back to back
Just popped a X and if you know you know I can't relax
I crash behind my mama like a wreck and that's a fact
You won't take me from her
Have em running out of pocket like the safety coming
You been f*cking with no safety, now that baby coming
And every time I hit this bitch, she had her baby on her
You down to die about this hoe, well shit I'm waiting on ya
I be on every side of Charlotte, but I rep that west west
Everybody know I'm solid, you ain't gotta test that
Win or lose, live or die, never hesitate
You told my bitch that you was slidin', that was yesterday
I do this shit for me and mine, f*ck what the people say
These niggas never being seen
Acting light, parlay
Any issue any thing to say, I ain't far away
If you can find a way to
Pull up, watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I'm from that wild Wild West like Django
So wassup, these niggas acting lame bruh
Two 40's filled with hollows they ain't got no names on em
You ain't gang so stay in your lane fool
You bout to die over a bitch that done been ran through
(Yea yea yea)
Niggas know what's popping when them Renegrades get together
Big Renegade big GradeA on the beat man
Dare a nigga to pull up
(Glee)
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(Yea yea yea)
Renegade mafia nigga
(GradeA on the beat)
(Huh)
Niggas ain't really pulling up man
Niggas ain't slidin' man
(Huh Huh)
I say pull up, watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I'm from that wild Wild West like Django
So wassup, these niggas acting lame bruh
Two 40's filled with hollows they ain't got no names on em
You ain't gang so stay in your lane fool
You bout to die over a bitch that done been ran through
Yea, so you goin die about this hoe
You f*cking fifty other ones but this one got yo throat,
Aite
So come on pull up with that smoke
I'm smoking this gelato at the store on Beatties Ford
He hollering bout a drive by I'm a walk up on that Ford
Boy forgive me lord if I gotta pull his cord
Fast forward, trading bullets at that store in first ward
Cancel him, eighty six he food Heinz ward
You a shooter nigga me too,
You got tint we see through
I don't care if you see me cause I'm with that shit on Piru
My old bitch call her Caillou
Always in the mix, and if you with him you can die too
Not aiming when I slide through
You wanna be so gangsta, where that iron you better fire too
What's up with this cap
If you know where I be uhh why that ain't where you at
I lost a lot of homies I know I can't get them back
So best believe I'm serious just like a heart attack
I say pull up, watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I'm from that wild Wild West like Django
So wassup, these niggas acting lame bruh
Two 40's filled with hollows they ain't got no names on em
You ain't gang so stay in your lane fool
You bout to die over a bitch that done been ran through
I say Renegade hard to track, my CD hard track to track
Just like I said on time you suppose to hit em back to back
Just popped a X and if you know you know I can't relax
I crash behind my mama like a wreck and that's a fact
You won't take me from her
Have em running out of pocket like the safety coming
You been f*cking with no safety, now that baby coming
And every time I hit this bitch, she had her baby on her
You down to die about this hoe, well shit I'm waiting on ya
I be on every side of Charlotte, but I rep that west west
Everybody know I'm solid, you ain't gotta test that
Win or lose, live or die, never hesitate
You told my bitch that you was slidin', that was yesterday
I do this shit for me and mine, f*ck what the people say
These niggas never being seen
Acting light, parlay
Any issue any thing to say, I ain't far away
If you can find a way to
Pull up, watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I'm from that wild Wild West like Django
So wassup, these niggas acting lame bruh
Two 40's filled with hollows they ain't got no names on em
You ain't gang so stay in your lane fool
You bout to die over a bitch that done been ran through
(Yea yea yea)
Niggas know what's popping when them Renegrades get together
Big Renegade big GradeA on the beat man
Dare a nigga to pull up
(Glee)
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Writer: Jhaquelle Ivey
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Performed By: Renegade Gutta & Gradea
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Jhaquelle Ivey

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