Letra Poppin Out - Nardo Wick
Poppin' out with gang-gang, poppin' out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out (Gang-gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out (Gang-gang)
I'm in hood with gang-gang, nigga, got my four with them (My four)
Broke the pistol down and snuck it in, yeah, we got heat with us (Yeah, we got that heat)
Nigga play with gang-gang, better let that hitta bang (Grrah, grrah)
Now everybody bunched up, runnin' like a marathon
Get his ass (Bah, bah, bah), get his ass (Bah, bah, bah), mhm
Hit that boy from six different sides like a hexagon (Yeah, yeah)
Dunk on shit, call me LeBron, score, we do that every time (Yeah)
Lil' D short but he gon' bang, that bitch a shootin' leprechaun
Wicked man, bitch, I'm a don, all my bitches extra fine
And I seen them in the ghetto, why the fuck did you stand out there cryin'?
Gimme kiss and shut it up, girl, you know I fuck with you (You know I fuck with you)
Texas go and set him up, girl, you know I fuck with you (You know I fuck with you)
These niggas be trippin', they be tweakin', (Tweakin', tweakin')
These niggas ain't gangsta, I be peepin' (I be peepin' bitches)
These niggas is hoes, I be seein' (I be seein' that shit)
These niggas be lyin', I believe 'em, ayy
Poppin' out with gang-gang, poppin' out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Pop out with them killers, bet we end a nigga's story
We take a nigga out his glory, boy, your main hitta a shorty
Best not think this shit a game, like I'm Rich Homie or Vory
Bitch, I'm Thirtball, the rapper who put fifties on them forties
Then I spray all, I stand up, whack a murder when we borin'
Send a hit from the studio, get killed while I'm recordin', blrrrd, blrrrd
Free Shiesty out that cage, shit gettin' annoyin'
Burnt the whole head up in the Scat, she ate dick for some joints
I'm out of town, don't ask me if I'm strapped, pussy, of course
Two switches on me now, we got more shots than the Air Force, blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy, pussy, of course
Two switches on me now, we got more shots than the Air Force
Two switches on me now, I get him whacked [?] for it
Two switches on me now, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd
Poppin' out with gang-gang, poppin' out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out (Gang-gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out (Gang-gang)
I'm in hood with gang-gang, nigga, got my four with them (My four)
Broke the pistol down and snuck it in, yeah, we got heat with us (Yeah, we got that heat)
Nigga play with gang-gang, better let that hitta bang (Grrah, grrah)
Now everybody bunched up, runnin' like a marathon
Get his ass (Bah, bah, bah), get his ass (Bah, bah, bah), mhm
Hit that boy from six different sides like a hexagon (Yeah, yeah)
Dunk on shit, call me LeBron, score, we do that every time (Yeah)
Lil' D short but he gon' bang, that bitch a shootin' leprechaun
Wicked man, bitch, I'm a don, all my bitches extra fine
And I seen them in the ghetto, why the fuck did you stand out there cryin'?
Gimme kiss and shut it up, girl, you know I fuck with you (You know I fuck with you)
Texas go and set him up, girl, you know I fuck with you (You know I fuck with you)
These niggas be trippin', they be tweakin', (Tweakin', tweakin')
These niggas ain't gangsta, I be peepin' (I be peepin' bitches)
These niggas is hoes, I be seein' (I be seein' that shit)
These niggas be lyin', I believe 'em, ayy
Poppin' out with gang-gang, poppin' out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Pop out with them killers, bet we end a nigga's story
We take a nigga out his glory, boy, your main hitta a shorty
Best not think this shit a game, like I'm Rich Homie or Vory
Bitch, I'm Thirtball, the rapper who put fifties on them forties
Then I spray all, I stand up, whack a murder when we borin'
Send a hit from the studio, get killed while I'm recordin', blrrrd, blrrrd
Free Shiesty out that cage, shit gettin' annoyin'
Burnt the whole head up in the Scat, she ate dick for some joints
I'm out of town, don't ask me if I'm strapped, pussy, of course
Two switches on me now, we got more shots than the Air Force, blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy, pussy, of course
Two switches on me now, we got more shots than the Air Force
Two switches on me now, I get him whacked [?] for it
Two switches on me now, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd
Poppin' out with gang-gang, poppin' out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
Poppin' out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin' out
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