paroles de chanson Desperado - Gambino Family
My
desperados
we
call
'em
gambinos!
Niggas
like
Melchior
Reginelli
and
Pheno!
Pheno
This
life
I
lead
homicides
in
the
street
So
much
a
misery
labeled
a
breeder
So
I'm
a
threat
to
society
Real
with
killing
worldwide
mafia
figures
Thug
niggas
who
keep
there
fucking
fingers
on
triggers
To
the
day
that
I'm
leaving
till
they
stop
me
from
breeding
I
bet
all
this
motherfucker
did
was
make
up
the
reason
For
caskets,
till
i
(???)
Find
him
dead
up
then
blasted
The
get
away
call,
we
left
him
stinking
up
in
traffic
It
might
be
drastic,
fucking
with
these
desperados
Niggas
like
melachior,
reggenilli,
and
pheno!
Reginelli
17
shots,
coming
straight
to
your
soul
Reginelli,
i'm
down
to
ride
with
my
desperados
Me
and
my
gambinos,
we
strap
tight
and
all
black
Bout
to
hit
the
fucking
streets,
bring
the
bullet
combat
You
know
the
gambinos,
we
call
them
desperados
We
train
to
kill,
and
fill
a
bitch
nigga
body
with
holes
My
tricks
slanging
and
burning,
silver
bullets
you
earning
You
cockaroches
wanna
fuck
with
me,
lets
go
on
a
journey
Gambino
family,
my
click,
label
me
a
thug
breeder
If
I
die,
bury
me
with
my
heater
They
wanna
kill
me
and
make
me
number
one
eighty
seven
Any
nigga
run
up
wrong,
nigga
I
bust
em
dome
Cause
i
refuse
to
let
a
bitch
nigga
bury
me
I
stay
strapped
and
I
take
this
war
shit
deep
I
swore
to
die
for
my
motherfucking
gambinos
And
not
to
worry,
I'm
down
to
ride
with
my
desperados
Melchoir
Me
and
my
desperados,
busting
at
you
bitches
through
stormy
weather
Nine
mili
berrettas
leave
you
haters
with
bloody
sweaters
Popping
these
bitches
thats
coming
for
our
failing
riches
and
snitches
Going
to
pay
the
cost,
trying
to
fuck
over
these
mob
figures
My
art
of
war
is
unknown,
busting
you
bitches
dome
Pistol
packing
that
chrome,
look
at
them
niggas
running
home
I
make
moves
with
Reginelli,
Pheno,
and
Gotti
You
getting
rowdy,
feel
the
blast
from
my
twelve
gauge
shotty
You
punk
bitches
gonna
respect
this
nigga
I'm
the
craziest
motherfucker,
always
token
a
trick
Got
my
hands
on
four
fives,
nigga
feel
my
fury
I'm
busting
slugs
until
I'm
buried
nigga
Behind
my
desperados
Gotti
I
take
these
motherfuckers
across
my
ties
And
I
swear
on
my
life,
these
motherfuckers
gonna
die
Give
me
the
four
fives
and
a
vest,
and
they
marked
for
death
Picture
me
and
my
desperados
snatching
your
breath
Its
time
they
call
the
don,
representing
on
track
Where
my
family
in
this
bitch?
nigga,
how
you
love
that?
See
the
money
in
my
eyes,
so
i'm
chasing
for
stacks
Fuck
around
if
you
wanna
get
your
bitch
ass
wacked
The
many
macs
with
this
rapping
and
jacking
i'm
staying
strapped
For
these
bitch
made
niggas
who
wanna
leave
me
back
But
fuck
that,
i'd
rather
grant
an
SKS
And
put
these
coward
ass,
bitch
ass
niggas
to
rest
And
you
can
put
that
on
my
motherfucking
tatted
arm
A
hundred
strong
desperados
busting
your
dome
And
its
on,
gambinos
burn
the
spot
like
saddam
And
i
tell
a
motherfucker,
dont
cross
me
wrong
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