Gang Shit (feat. C.M.L.)

Gangs, gangs, gangs Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Got her off the pill, told us where they were hangin' You ain't hit nothin', dawg, where were you aimin'? We gon' wake up and go back in the AM Knock somethin' down right where they be slangin' Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta gang shit goin' on daily Wet bigger restaurant, brewin' them brazes Better not catch him, throwin' up Bay Street Tight red eyes on him, bandana paisley Put up on the side and we shot him in his face G-digger told on all of us, murder was the case, P All these gang tats make it hard to mistake me Maybe my friend that I'm makin' home safely You went to prison, I know it could've been me Police are trippin', still in the hood as we speak Knew he was hatin', but never to that degree Got the heat off you because you put it on me Gotta be extra careful when I wind up jerkin' my teeth Tops a-lookin' for you, that mean they lookin' for me We ain't just cookin' dope, but we still be cookin' a beat Seen some shit in the street that you probably wouldn't believe Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Got her off the pill, told us where they were hangin' You ain't hit nothin', dawg, where were you aimin'? We gon' wake up and go back in the AM Knock somethin' down right where they be slangin' Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Check it, whole lot of that, put him in a body bag Win a shotty blast, nigga, get your body tagged I'm a certified nigga, we on lollygag I be eatin' on these suckas, so they probably mad Throwin' up gang signs, I'ma bang mine You a police-ass nigga, you a canine I squeeze on a nigga before he take mine I break a nigga off before he break mine Iraq, California, bitch, Cali life I lay on your house like a satellite I slide through and pop up your candlelight I be plottin' on the suckas, yeah, I strategize I be licked, it's the click, and your nigga know We just knock down your nigga in that nigga hole All that sneak dissin', that's what got that nigga smoked Leave your corpse in the dirt when that trigger blow In the back layin' down with a foley on me Red rag dressin' black with a hoodie on me Five-0, see, I stink, that's a cookie on me You bet I never try to send another rookie on me In the back layin' down with a foley on me Red rag dressin' black with a hoodie on me Five-0, see, I stink, that's a cookie on me You bet I never try to send another rookie on me Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Got her off the pill, told us where they were hangin' You ain't hit nothin', dawg, where were you aimin'? We gon' wake up and go back in the AM Knock somethin' down right where they be slangin' Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit Whole lotta, whole lotta gang shit, gang shit, gang shit