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King Von – Twin Nem

Singers: King Von
Albums: King Von – Grandson, Vol. 1
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Lyrics King Von – Twin Nem

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I’m sayin’ we be with the killers that kill all fuckin’ the killers nigga
You know the fuck we rockin’ man, fasho fasho
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice

Niggas talkin’ on the net

Like pop out where you at, ayy
All we know is pop out with our guns
We from the ‘Raq, ayy
Pop out catch that nigga tryna run we wet his back, ayy
Are you cocky?
Turned you to a dolphin cause you crack treys
Bitch!
Ayy ayy…ayy ayy…ayy…
Ayy…(let’s go)…ayy ayy ayy…ayy ayy ayy…ayy ayy (Boom!)…
Ayy ayy…(Yeah)…ayy ayy…ayy ayy ayy…(Yeah!)…ayy ayy ayy…
Ayy ayy ayy.(Gang!)
Ayy ayy (Gang!)
Keep yo damn gun
Even though he handsome he’ll blam sum
Who you talkin’ bout?
Bitch I’m talkin’ bout grandson!
Foenem took them bullets we put switches on them handguns
Foenem got caught shootin’ on the camera put yo mask on

Von uh uh UH…Von UH UH UH…Von UH UH UH…Von uh uh
I get that call he at the box, I’m tryna kill him
That bitch gon’ tell me all the info, Imma milk her
To them you super tough, but to us you just a victim
My bitch be mad I come in late, bitch I was drillin’
The opps be tough, when they get shot they in they feelings
Don’t take too long I get that call, I’m there in minutes

HUH HUH

Gang! (ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy)…HUH HUH
(Ayy)…Gang Gang!…(ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…HUH HUH
(Ayy)…Gang Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy)
(Ayy)…Gang!…HUH HUH
(Ayy…ayy)…Gang Gang Gang!…(ayy)…Gang!…(ayy).Gang!…HUH HUH

I be ridin’ with my gun and I’m a felon, huh what?
Since you cocky with your head we crack your melon, huh what?
I put my trust inside my brother, but he was tellin’, gang gang
The ?
rappin’ if I catch him Imma nail em, grraa graaa
Where he stay he think he safe
But we know where he stay, ayy
On the Lam we do it for Moe
In the O we do it for Big A
GetBack Mode, what you off?
Tic-tac-toe, what you thought?
He KO’ed, he think we soft
Catch his ass and tear him off

See back in school I was a fool, a real stepper
You better dip if you get hit, they cannot help you
They tryin’ they best, they runnin’ lights you going to melt
A nice pic on they shirt, that’s what they better do
Set my alarm, It’s time to kill cause we on schedule
I can’t speak on what we doin’ that shit federal
You thought that you caught me lackin’, I’m ahead of you
You tryna rap and you get killed, they gon’ be mad at you

HUH HUH
Gang! (ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy)…HUH HUH
(Ayy)…Gang Gang!…(ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…HUH HUH
(Ayy)…Gang Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy)
(Ayy)…Gang!…HUH HUH
(Ayy…ayy)…Gang Gang Gang!…(ayy)…Gang!…(ayy).Gang!…HUH HUH

HUH HUH
Gang! (ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy)…HUH HUH
(Ayy)…Gang Gang!…(ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…HUH HUH
(Ayy)…Gang Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy ayy)…Gang!…(ayy)
(Ayy)…Gang!…HUH HUH
(Ayy…ayy)…Gang Gang Gang!…(ayy)…Gang!…(ayy).Gang!…HUH HUH

Album

King Von – Grandson, Vol. 1