(Glo Made That Beat)
Like gang, gang
Like gang, gang
We on dat g shit
Run up on me gotta worry about defense
And hes mad this shit keep repeating
Had that boy dead in a matter of blinkin'
And that pussy boy thought I was bluffin'
Look
Gang
Gang
Like gang, We on that G shit
Run up on me gotta worry about defense (Grr)
And he's mad this shit keep repeatin'
Had that boy dead in a matter of blinkin'
And that pussy boy thought I was bluffin'
I got a gun so watch how I be scuffin'
And this shit sound louder than thunder
Bullets they fade through the side of his stomach
Like gang, tell em we do shit
Free JO Wvttz, In the spot he shoot shit
Got Kay in the cut, he boom shit
Dougz that's a mac, you know he gon' do him
Got six in the clip, go screw him
Hollows connect cus them shit went through him
Pussy boy I could put you in passes
Eight Hundred K, Them niggas be rattin' (Grra Grra Boom)
YG be the set y'all jackin'
Nobody shoot, tell them niggas stop cappin'
UE that shit really clappin
Pass me the [?] or the addy I'm tappin'
Niggas [?] Y'all niggas be rappin'
No gun shots on the block no trappin'
And you jacking Grape Street K
But you never touched Grape
How the fuck did that happen?
Like what, we really do shit
Fold back nigga 'fore we get to boomin'
And you know I'm in the cut like a band-aid
I ain't see Gz this shit been a decade
Hit that boy in the head with a hollow
Now that boy dead like he got a head-ache
Ain't no fightin, not no playin, no checkin
Like, we spot the Gz you know we gon' wet em (Grra Grra Boom)
Pull the guns out, Brodie go get em
I catch a hat; you know Imma send him
Spin through the 4z trynna catch me a victim
Spin through the 4z trynna catch me a victim
Like gang, We on that G shit
Run up on me gotta worry about defense
And he's mad this shit keep repeatin'
Had that boy dead in a matter of blinkin'
And that pussy boy thought I was bluffin'
I got a gun so watch how I be scuffin' (Gang)
And this shit sound louder than thunder
Bullets they fade through the side of his stomach
Like gang, Tell em we do shit
Free JO Wvttz, In the spot he shoot shit
Got Kay in the cut, he boom shit
Dougz that's a mac, you know he gon' do him
Got six in the clip, go screw him
Hollows connect cus them shit went through him (Gang)
Pussy boy I could put you in passes (Gang)
Eight Hundred K, Them niggas be rattin' (Gang Gang Gang nigga)
(Suck Ma Dick)
