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Tbe Dawn Gang Bang

[Intro]
TBE, whatta say?
Gang, gang, gang
Ayy (Crip), Ayy (Crip), Ayy (Crip), Ayy (Crip), Gang, Gang
I strike, im gone
SIKE

[Chorus]
I'm Rick
Nah i'm Morty
Rick N' Morty
When you tired
You don't retire
You know with the gang, we banging
Shootin' them opps
Boy he lackin'
Boy he slackin'
Hit a 30, 1, yea, we caught him lackin'
Boy 30, 1, he slackin'
[Verse 1]
New phone, who this?
Taking around 30 pics (30 on 30)
Got a ray gun, better shoot it up
I am a man, I am a rapper
Made about over hundred' grand (Cash)
No blood, we a Crip
He gone, keep me a stick
What is he talking about?
Glock in my pocket
I'm transforming into many aliens like im Ben 10
Mess with me, the bullet finna' end up in yo brain (In yo' brain)

[Chorus]
I'm Rick
Nah i'm Morty
Rick N' Morty
When you tired
You don't retire
You know with the gang, we banging
Shootin' them opps
Boy he lackin'
Boy he slackin'
Hit a 30, 1, yea, we caught him lackin'
Boy 30, 1, he slackin'
[Verse 2]
Ain't no point in hatin'
We banging, we do it old school
Glock 17, Lil' Choppa
Imma shoot it like im NLE (Like NLE)
Keep it movin', (never stoppin')
Money stackin', (Keeps droppin')
When we hit the club, everybody watchin'
Hit a lick, make it flip, now they watchin'
Got racks on racks, we ain't stalling

[Chorus]
I'm Rick
Nah i'm Morty
Rick N' Morty
When you tired
You don't retire
You know with the gang, we banging
Shootin' them opps
Boy he lackin'
Boy he slackin'
Hit a 30, 1, yea, we caught him lackin'
Boy 30, 1, he slackin'

[Verse 3]
Money on my mind, never slippin'
Got my team with me, we on a mission
Take a shot, never missin'
We stay fly, we never trippin'
Got a bad chick, she always dippin'
Got a fast car, I'm always whippin'
They said I couldn't do it, now they trippin'
I'm the man now, they always listen
[Chorus]
I'm Rick
Nah i'm Morty
Rick N' Morty
When you tired
You don't retire
You know with the gang, we banging
Shootin' them opps
Boy he lackin'
Boy he slackin'
Hit a 30, 1, yea, we caught him lackin'
Boy 30, 1, he slackin'

[Outro]
TBE, we banging bruh
I don't know what yall saying bruh
Crip, Crip, Crip, Crip, Crip
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