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Artiste : Booka600
Titre : Do It For Von
(Me gusta este ritmo de Savage, aha)

I´m from the six where the members doing hits for fun

I´m on my get back gang shit, I do this shit for Von
I got the drop on the opps, and we ain´t spraying none
You ain´t got no gun, you better get you one (Baow, boom)

I pay two, four, six, eight, ten bonds
And I´ma be 6-0-0 when this shit done
Folks 6-6-0, we can´t risk none
They gotta free all of them niggas that make the block one

Pop up in this bitch with Drizzy, gang know who I am
Ain´t no security searchin´ me boy, I don´t give a damn (Damn)
Snitch ??? , don´t run yo´ mouth, he blow up out that jam

Shorty get that low-low on a opp, then I´ma pound

Ain´t know telling what them opp niggas gon´ do when foenem´ catch ´em (Catch ´em)
We pull up, bail out, and popped a new whip, to do foenem´ a blessing
If we can´t catch ´em, then we ??? a OG Crip, just send a message
Bitch we want pressure, blastin´, cactch ´em, stretch ´em, breakin´ ??? (Baow, baow, baow)

I just put a switch above a Glock and now I´m sprayin´
They know we comin´ from, 600 to the land (The land)
Bitch I´m ´bout my mula, ´bout my money, Uncle Sam
If you ain´t the fam, stay out the bid, who walked the bam

Lose screw, nigga fuck what you gon´ do (What)
I just dropped that loot, get out the town, ´cause they on you (They on you)
Bitch we ridin´, we out ´46, might pour on four, six
All our opps on some ho shit, gon´ think I wrote this

You keep playin´ like you knew shit, gon´ get your door kicked
I´m with the fam and some mo´ niggas, you get your bro kilt´
I send bags to lil´ foenem´, so they can smoke it (Smoke it)
I see that tag up on his toe tip, he got his ho hit

In this bag, unlimit ???, can´t wait to drop it on a nigga head

And these niggas snitches, witness, can´t fuck around, niggas scared (Fucked around)
Free BA up out that can, bitches gave him fifty-five years
Tell the gang they comin´ home, and foenem´ paying for them a bill (For them a bill)

I´m from the six where the members doing hits for fun
I´m on my get back gang shit, I do this shit for Von
I got the drop on the opps, and we ain´t spraying none
You ain´t got no gun, you better get you one (Baow, boom)
I pay two, four, six, eight, ten bonds
And I´ma be 6-0-0 when this shit done
Folks 6-6-0, we can´t risk none

They gotta free all of them niggas that make the block one
Pop up in this bitch with Drizzy, gang know who I am
Ain´t no security searchin´ me boy, I don´t give a damn (Damn)
Snitch ??? , don´t run yo´ mouth, he blow up out that jam
Shorty get that low-low on a opp, then I´ma pound