Joe Moses - Gang Bang lyrics
rate meWhen I holla fifties I’m a die for this shit
25 to life got a ride for the clique
Fruits to the Harvests can’t deny me for shit
20s to the Jays we get live in this bizz
Nigga, tell ‘em what it is
My daddy raise me, the big homie Shark used to sock and chase me.
My homie D.L. used to motive me
Yeah I’m just reppin’ my section while these niggas hate me
These hoes over money how these niggas act now
It’s AOB for life I ain’t never back down
Everybody tough, everybody rap now
My name ring bells, you ain’t gotta ask around
We’re back to the set, we’re gonna fuck ‘em in the hood
Love a hood bitch that never act Hollywood
Tell them to their motherfucking face "you a Mark"
Wanna bang the set come fade at the park!
‘Cause nigga I’m a gang banger, give a fuck about rapping
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get active
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get brackin
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get crackin
I’m a gang banger, give a fuck about rapping
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get active
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get brackin
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get crackin
Twos up, you fuck Jop or you gonna fuck me
You fuck Mills or else you gonna fuck Blee
This the same gang, we holla "fuck yees, and fuck lames!"
Baby mom from the Denver Lanes
I tell ‘em whoop whoop, black Bentley with the no roof
A big dog, I’m a Blood Snoop…
Nigga, no smuck, my young niggas holla, so what?
And if it’s on, we can knuckle up
Or we can shoot it out, real crips got love for me,
Hoe niggas no love for ‘em
You can’t beat me, I’m authentic and I’m too real
In the county I was too trill
It was me and Baby Stretch, BooKo, and LS
Little Maniac, we was hopping out the GS
Passing off the 10, we got money fasho
If you aint real then you don’t know
‘Cause nigga I’m a gang banger, give a fuck about rapping
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get active
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get brackin
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get crackin
I’m a gang banger, give a fuck about rapping
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get active
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get brackin
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get crackin
Wait nigga, where you from, ha?
Fuck it I’ve never heard of 'em
Fuck it dump and then swerve on ‘em
Piss on the pistol, make sure you put them towels on it
I’m a rider, gun provider, fuck your hood and your baby mamma
You don’t want problems on my mamma
I'll pay for your death, I’m a nigga with dollars
Yeah it’s West side, TTP
400 Spruce Street my niggas Chief like Keef
Got a strap in the cheek, under the seat
On green like under the cleats
I’m gona pee on your bitch ass niggas
You know Marcus from your hood
Yeah that stich ass nigga should’ve been born
With a pussy, you a bitch ass nigga
Ask about me in the hood, they’ll tell you I’m a G
I’m a real one nigga, On Trees!!
‘Cause nigga I’m a gang banger, give a fuck about rapping
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get active
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get brackin
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get crackin
I’m a gang banger, give a fuck about rapping
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get active
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get brackin
If it’s on then it’s on bet a nigga get crackin
Thanks to Codeine C for correcting these lyrics
