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208jay - Gimmie tha (feat. Eli G & Jsancho) Lyrics



208jay - Gimmie tha (feat. Eli G & Jsancho) Lyrics




Get the punds and, go and back it up
I got pistol, you got pistol, we can clap it up
I just dropped another sucker, I'm just having fun
Brody checked the score like, uh, that ain't had enough

Put my sissy in the school, you'll be good, baby
You ain't touchin' on our turff, I'm a hood, baby, ayy
Ah, and I'm just blowing steam
Ha, like a bull Gervonte Green

Bag chaser', baby, throw it down, I break a hundred off
Sicky with the business, how to terrorize another block
I got dirty in the Smith and have to let it loose
Postin' a picture with a cousin that is not your tool

Feel like everybody pussy on they capppin shit
If you likin' what I said, nigga caption ' it
You got gates, Ibrahim front your hood, that's a subdivision
Momma cryin' bout her boy cause her son was missin

Hot tail niggas gettin' dirty, drop a sucker out the low
I'm a chemist with this friction while I turn them into smoke
Ayy, ahh and what you steppin' on
Brody hit the suckers up, like, what's goin' on

I'm like, damn, it's gettin' tricky, got the trophies on her ass
Caught him loafin' on the corner, bros, you better give me that
Ah, and I'm just dirty with it
And I ain't wanna f*ck that bitch, so I just hurried in

It ain't really complicated, it's just simple, really
I ain't poppin' out no gums or no pimples, silly
Ah, and we droppin' hoods
They just made another memorial right where they stood

I just pulled up till they spot him, left his 30
I'm shootin' in this bitch, I really feel like Stephan curry now
He askin' me if I'ma slide, I already laid him down

I'm with the shit, never gave a f*ck and I'ma stay proud
Ah, and I'm a nine shooter
Bounced out and shot a three, I'm a assigned shooter
And I'ma hit his momma up, and be like hi cougar

Never gave a f*ck about these hoes, I don't wife thooters
I don't do that, bet not diss the blue rag
I ain't playin', lil' boy, you shoulda knew that
Suckers hating ', you need to get your boo back

Bitch, I'm really out here slidin' with my crew, man
Uh, that's on the set
Bitch, I'm really out here slidin' with a threat
If you talkin' out your mouth, you gettin' checked

Bitch, I'm out here every day, bitch, yeah, I step
, just knock that buster out, I told them who is next
They ain't want the fade , them pussys f*ckin' left
That's what happens when you try and f*ckin' test

You gon' catch a left blow and then a stop right to your chest
I'm out here thuggin', I just dropped the addy
But they bitch ass never comin
Chaps think they bout it , I tell we pull up they get to running

Opps say we lacking, I'm just laughin' while I'm dumping
Sayin' something stupid in your heart is what I'm stoppin
Man, I'm chillin' in the east
Had to switch the flow up, cause that just somethin' you never seen

Walkin' in my town, you just a mark and I'm a beam
Why'd you make me do that, made, another bloody scene
Now f*ck that, I'm just way too active for these pussies tha never bust back

Bitch, I'm clutchin' on two strap when I see you better run tha
You ain't even knowin' in these streets, just go home, f*ckin' kick back
Man, get your shit back, get your leg back
Bitch, you know that we clutchin' all these thangs

Each side is the gang, bitch, you knowin' what we bang
Comin' in my section, bitch, you know I'm gonna aim
Watch this weather change, the way I let it rain
Get the pounds and go and bag it up

I got pistol, you got pistol, we can clap it up
I just dropped another sucker, I'm just havin' fun
Brody check the score like, uh, that ain't had enough
Put my sissy in the school, you be good, baby

You ain't touchin' on her
Out turf, I'ma hood, baby, aye
Uh, and I'm just blowin' steam
Uh, like a bull, Gervonta Green, like
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Get the punds and, go and back it up
I got pistol, you got pistol, we can clap it up
I just dropped another sucker, I'm just having fun
Brody checked the score like, uh, that ain't had enough

Put my sissy in the school, you'll be good, baby
You ain't touchin' on our turff, I'm a hood, baby, ayy
Ah, and I'm just blowing steam
Ha, like a bull Gervonte Green

Bag chaser', baby, throw it down, I break a hundred off
Sicky with the business, how to terrorize another block
I got dirty in the Smith and have to let it loose
Postin' a picture with a cousin that is not your tool

Feel like everybody pussy on they capppin shit
If you likin' what I said, nigga caption ' it
You got gates, Ibrahim front your hood, that's a subdivision
Momma cryin' bout her boy cause her son was missin

Hot tail niggas gettin' dirty, drop a sucker out the low
I'm a chemist with this friction while I turn them into smoke
Ayy, ahh and what you steppin' on
Brody hit the suckers up, like, what's goin' on

I'm like, damn, it's gettin' tricky, got the trophies on her ass
Caught him loafin' on the corner, bros, you better give me that
Ah, and I'm just dirty with it
And I ain't wanna f*ck that bitch, so I just hurried in

It ain't really complicated, it's just simple, really
I ain't poppin' out no gums or no pimples, silly
Ah, and we droppin' hoods
They just made another memorial right where they stood

I just pulled up till they spot him, left his 30
I'm shootin' in this bitch, I really feel like Stephan curry now
He askin' me if I'ma slide, I already laid him down

I'm with the shit, never gave a f*ck and I'ma stay proud
Ah, and I'm a nine shooter
Bounced out and shot a three, I'm a assigned shooter
And I'ma hit his momma up, and be like hi cougar

Never gave a f*ck about these hoes, I don't wife thooters
I don't do that, bet not diss the blue rag
I ain't playin', lil' boy, you shoulda knew that
Suckers hating ', you need to get your boo back

Bitch, I'm really out here slidin' with my crew, man
Uh, that's on the set
Bitch, I'm really out here slidin' with a threat
If you talkin' out your mouth, you gettin' checked

Bitch, I'm out here every day, bitch, yeah, I step
, just knock that buster out, I told them who is next
They ain't want the fade , them pussys f*ckin' left
That's what happens when you try and f*ckin' test

You gon' catch a left blow and then a stop right to your chest
I'm out here thuggin', I just dropped the addy
But they bitch ass never comin
Chaps think they bout it , I tell we pull up they get to running

Opps say we lacking, I'm just laughin' while I'm dumping
Sayin' something stupid in your heart is what I'm stoppin
Man, I'm chillin' in the east
Had to switch the flow up, cause that just somethin' you never seen

Walkin' in my town, you just a mark and I'm a beam
Why'd you make me do that, made, another bloody scene
Now f*ck that, I'm just way too active for these pussies tha never bust back

Bitch, I'm clutchin' on two strap when I see you better run tha
You ain't even knowin' in these streets, just go home, f*ckin' kick back
Man, get your shit back, get your leg back
Bitch, you know that we clutchin' all these thangs

Each side is the gang, bitch, you knowin' what we bang
Comin' in my section, bitch, you know I'm gonna aim
Watch this weather change, the way I let it rain
Get the pounds and go and bag it up

I got pistol, you got pistol, we can clap it up
I just dropped another sucker, I'm just havin' fun
Brody check the score like, uh, that ain't had enough
Put my sissy in the school, you be good, baby

You ain't touchin' on her
Out turf, I'ma hood, baby, aye
Uh, and I'm just blowin' steam
Uh, like a bull, Gervonta Green, like
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Writer: Jason Roope
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Performed By: 208jay
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Jason Roope
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