Gang Shit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2013
Lyrics
Every party
At every party
Every party, every party
Every party, every party
At every party
At every party
At every party
At every party, nigga, damn
How much my outfit cost by the rack
In the back popping bottles, smoking sacks
Popping bottles smoking sacks nigga
These niggas tryna kick it but they strapped
Say the wrong thing, these niggas gon' clap
It's a wrap
Them GDN niggas, they about the shit
That loud talking and whoofing, they don't allow the shit
Them Vice Lord niggas, they about the shit
They loud talking and whoofing, they don't allow the shit
They load them choppers up, I'm tryna roll this chronic up
They talking about who they thunder, gon' clap, and supersonic up
I'm tryna pour Hypnotic up, get a bad bitch, try to get slobbered up
They talking about who they slugs gon' hit, demolish, and clobber
They mobbing up, throwing signs up, throwing sides up, they fired up
Shoot them nines up and tear yo' side up and slide up
In a brand new whip, nobody got they license though
That Breitling glow,
You whoofing he biting this chopper Tyson ho
Like lighting bro, them hands swift
Grands spent on them grams lit
That can-bis, for my mans hit
Po' Hen out on this canvas
Nigga, bang, bang, I just hang
Out the roof of the whip as I lane change
Blood diamonds all on my neck, call that shit my chain gang, nigga
How much my outfit cost by the rack
In the back popping bottles, smoking sacks
Popping bottles smoking sacks nigga
These niggas tryna kick it but they strapped
Say the wrong thing, these niggas gon' clap
It's a wrap
Act a fool, all these niggas act a fool
Said they a act a fool, the whole family a act a fool
Said they a act a fool, all my niggas act a fool
Said they a act a fool, don't make this party act a fool
Them Stone niggas, they about the shit
They loud talking and whooofing, they don't allow shit
Them Breed niggas, they about the shit
They loud talking and whoofing, they don't allow shit
Them niggas locking and loading
And pulling Glocks from they scrotum
And then them shots is exploding
And now your body is frozen and swollen
Corpse full of corrosion
Yo soul glowing and floating
Your chest open and smoking
From you show boating and boasting and now we coasting
Parties stop, once these niggas spark these shots
Slugs'll make you a capella, bullets make yo heart beat stop
Weapons is bared, death'll appear
If you less than prepared
And when they spray it ain't to freshen the air
Them niggas spent them heavy peso's for
Guns straight out of Halo 4
They spraying, no delaying, I'm skating, I just can't stay no more
Pack 'em in the Taurus quick
Text 'em the coordinates
To the crib pour a fifth a
Then roll up bout a quarter zip and chill baby
How much my outfit cost by the rack
In the back popping bottles, smoking sacks
Popping bottles smoking sacks nigga
These niggas tryna kick it but they strapped
Say the wrong thing, these niggas gon' clap
It's a wrap
Act a fool, I'm trying not to act a fool
Act a fool, we trying not to act a fool
Act a fool, I'm trying not to act a fool
Act a fool, we trying not to act a fool