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Smokepurpp - For The Gang Lyrics
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[ Featuring Murda Beatz ]

Lil' Purpp
Murda bless yo trap
I ain't really really finna' tell y'all how to get away with murda and shit

That is not my bitch, she for the gang (gang, gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)
That is not my bitch, she for the gang (for the gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same (not the same)
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)

You ain't gang (gang)
Lil' boy keep on lookin' at my chain (at my chain)
Tell that thottie give me brain (ayy, ooh)
That is not my bitch, she for the gang (Lil' Purpp)
On gang (gang)
Everywhere I go I keep that thang on me
In the club I flex on niggas that are older than me (flash, flash)
Trap in a Volvo, real niggas don't lie and I don't fold
Don't want no smoke, birds 48 in the cake, bro

That is not my bitch, she for the gang (gang, gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)
That is not my bitch, she for the gang (for the gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same (not the same)
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)
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Lil' Purpp
Murda bless yo trap
I ain't really really finna' tell y'all how to get away with murda and shit

That is not my bitch, she for the gang (gang, gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)
That is not my bitch, she for the gang (for the gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same (not the same)
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)

You ain't gang (gang)
Lil' boy keep on lookin' at my chain (at my chain)
Tell that thottie give me brain (ayy, ooh)
That is not my bitch, she for the gang (Lil' Purpp)
On gang (gang)
Everywhere I go I keep that thang on me
In the club I flex on niggas that are older than me (flash, flash)
Trap in a Volvo, real niggas don't lie and I don't fold
Don't want no smoke, birds 48 in the cake, bro

That is not my bitch, she for the gang (gang, gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)
That is not my bitch, she for the gang (for the gang)
So now when I f*ck it's not the same (not the same)
Me and Murda just jumped out the f*ckin' Range, yeah (skrrt)
And this .30 not for looks, it hit your brain, yeah (doot doot)
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Writer: Omar Jeffery Pineiro, Shane Lindstrom, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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