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Rewanksta

B.G., Gucci Mane

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(BandPl-) What's happenin', Wop, baby? You pulled a rabbit out the hat with this one, yeah Take 'em all the way back, man These niggas so water whipped, this shit is ridiculous Shoutout to 50 Cent, man (let the Bandplay) Huh? Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin' How you a gangster and you run when the opps come? Say you a gangster, but you ain't never popped nothin' (huh?) How you a gangster and you rat when the cops come? These dudes was turnt up, but now these niggas bankrupt (damn) They had some motion, rough ocean made the ship sunk Might need a pitchin' plan for rappers 'cause they goin' broke He had a hit, but he went cold, he back to sellin' dope (brr) The industry is full of scams, this shit smoke and mirrors Niggas don't fuck with you, be at your funeral fakin' tears (huh?) All these killers throwin' they life away 'fore they grow a beard Like it's a new trend to be broke or somethin', I find it weird Rule one, doin' dirt, then keep some lawyer money (rule one) And don't tell no one the whole truth, not even your lawyer, dummy Big risk, big reward, you wanna live large You're either talkin' to the sarge or die by the sword You gon' keep it in the streets or give it to God? They killed a nigga, in my dome I seen, but I didn't saw it Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin' How you a gangster and you run when the opps come? Say you a gangster, but you ain't never popped nothin' How you a gangster and you rat when the cops come? Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin' How you a gangster and you run when the opps come? I came home, everybody livin' through they phone (phone) These niggas broke as fuck and postin' pictures like they on (like they on) My nigga in the feds, I'm tryna fly my dog a drone (a drone) I told him get the law, I'll pay to send him twenty phones (I got him) Got a few of 'em tryna make a meal behind the wall (wall) Got a few of 'em, I'm ready to catch a body 'bout my dog (dog) Get out of line, my nigga ventin', pray he get the call I told him, "Chill, B got it, you 'bout to get the ball" (you got it) This Chopper City gang (gang), we call this shit the mob (mob) You in New Orleans and I don't like you, I'm gon' get you robbed (get you shot) You in my city and I don't like you, you won't leave out it (at all) You put my name in a song, I'm comin' to see 'bout it (I'm comin') --- Rewanksta - B.G. and Gucci Mane

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Christopher Dorsey, Curtis Jackson, John Freeman, Krishon O'Brien Gaines, Radric Davis

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Submitted on December 20, 2023 by Anonymous

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Release Name or Album Name

Choppers & Bricks

Record Label

1017/Atlantic

Release Date

December 15, 2023

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• Gucci Mane • B.G.

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come niggas like opps ain't shit shot don't these nigga they this 'bout broke nothin' gangster when never

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