Hangman Three Zino Murder Murder Hangman Three Zino Zino Benzino Cadillac Tah



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See it ain't nothin but the gangsta's touch 

that make em wanna ride with us

so come on mami hop on in this truck

people runnin leakin like Angel Dust

after we fuck blaze one up

Gangsta touch

that make em wanna ride with us

so come on mami hop on in this truck

people runnin leakin like Angel Dust

after we fuck blaze one up



[Cadillac Tah]:

Gangsta's get it goin chips and steady growin while haters are steady

plottin whatever we told them and poppin Ma I know you love it when

we rollin sittin in that baby blue blow this gangsta clean and straight

from Queens and I do it for my block huggers niggas can not touch us

roadies gotta love us something to bottom borrow choke the fifth you're

bones saggin I'm tryin to see what's happenin lil mama what's crackin

I ain't with all the yappin and bumpin the gums jump in the boxer you

hungry we can go get a lobster sugar listen you dealin with big sippin

players who want to be pimps drinkin all that garbage



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[Benzino]:

Baby blue navy blue yellow canary stones she wanna have my baby she like

the way I bone she wanna be my lady no wifey's at home black Mercededes

Coupe sittin on chrome she whisper to her girl I wanna take Zino home 

obsessed with the fact she ain't leavin me alone okay mama you want it

my dons gonna give it meet Black Cadillac don't rap it we live it up in

Mass 21 chicks flock when we huddle my team's so fly we should own a Delta

shuttle so stop actin boosie you talkin too much cause you fuckin with a

dawg with a gangsta touch



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[Black Child]:

See knowin nothin but a gangsta to pick her up and break her off baby so I hit her up and split a Dutch dud by nature Ma I ain't gon chase ya we 

make chips major take trips to Vegas sold fits with lazers don't believe

everything you hear you heard I play in the Coupe with birds remove the

roof and splurge I'm really uncommercial without rehearsal a controversial

gangsta but I ain't gonna hurt ya so holla at us we got bottles to bust

and models to touch thug life gangstas 'R us plus we them ballas to click

with big six fifth shit with God as my witness



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