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Gangbangin Video (MV)




Performed By: G Herbo
From Album: PTSD
Written by: Deandre Woods, Herbert Randall Wright
Year: 2020




G Herbo - Gangbangin Lyrics
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Cash, I made that shit fast
F*ck around spent my last
Now I'm back in my bag
I pulled up in some shit with a cat on the side but it ain't no Jag
Used to post up with some killers, my hat to the side, we ain't wave no rags
I used to sleep in the bed with my brothers at night but we ain't no fags
I pledge get rich or die trying, I ain't know nothin' 'bout American flags
I got a story could tell you, a memory vivid with niggas that died
I got so immune that I was confused and ain't know if not I should cry
I'm too real to fabricate my life, why would I lie?
Malice and betrayal, jail or how should I die
How could I prevail tell me everything we do well fail
Say you been through hell, barely
Sleeping in them cells scary
I can't see the cemetery
Rather beat preliminary
They'll kill me voluntary
That's why everybody carry
Internet got niggas business
That's why everybody scary
And my money vary
Me and millis married (you know that)

Seen 'em kill
I done seen 'em ill
They ain't seen a meal
I done seen a mil'
Damn, in the field
Ain't know how to feel
Shit was f*cked up for real
They ain't know how to chill, damn

Gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin'
Chain swangin', Glock hanging, watch blinging
Cop hating, opp slaying, rock slanger
Block hanging crooked like a wire hanger
Violator, neighbors, everybody racist
Can't say everybody racist
Can't take everybody favors
Cops still blazing us
When you gone start back tazing us?
Block been raising us
Shit you doing ain't fazing us

Killing kids
How you feeling? Knowin' you killing kids
You was drilling, now you squealing before you chin a bid
See that man and ain't gone tell him how you feeling, you a pussy
Killed the innocent not your enemy, you a pussy

Seen 'em kill
I done seen 'em ill
They ain't seen a meal
I done seen a mil'
Damn, in the field
Ain't know how to feel
Shit was f*cked up for real
They ain't know how to chill, damn

Gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin'
Chain swangin', Glock hanging, watch blinging
Cop hating, opp slaying, rock slanger
Block hanging crooked like a wire hanger
Violator, neighbors, everybody racist
Can't say everybody racist
Can't take everybody favors
Cops still blazing us
When you gone start back tazing us?
Block been raising us
Shit you doing ain't fazing us
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Cash, I made that shit fast
F*ck around spent my last
Now I'm back in my bag
I pulled up in some shit with a cat on the side but it ain't no Jag
Used to post up with some killers, my hat to the side, we ain't wave no rags
I used to sleep in the bed with my brothers at night but we ain't no fags
I pledge get rich or die trying, I ain't know nothin' 'bout American flags
I got a story could tell you, a memory vivid with niggas that died
I got so immune that I was confused and ain't know if not I should cry
I'm too real to fabricate my life, why would I lie?
Malice and betrayal, jail or how should I die
How could I prevail tell me everything we do well fail
Say you been through hell, barely
Sleeping in them cells scary
I can't see the cemetery
Rather beat preliminary
They'll kill me voluntary
That's why everybody carry
Internet got niggas business
That's why everybody scary
And my money vary
Me and millis married (you know that)

Seen 'em kill
I done seen 'em ill
They ain't seen a meal
I done seen a mil'
Damn, in the field
Ain't know how to feel
Shit was f*cked up for real
They ain't know how to chill, damn

Gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin'
Chain swangin', Glock hanging, watch blinging
Cop hating, opp slaying, rock slanger
Block hanging crooked like a wire hanger
Violator, neighbors, everybody racist
Can't say everybody racist
Can't take everybody favors
Cops still blazing us
When you gone start back tazing us?
Block been raising us
Shit you doing ain't fazing us

Killing kids
How you feeling? Knowin' you killing kids
You was drilling, now you squealing before you chin a bid
See that man and ain't gone tell him how you feeling, you a pussy
Killed the innocent not your enemy, you a pussy

Seen 'em kill
I done seen 'em ill
They ain't seen a meal
I done seen a mil'
Damn, in the field
Ain't know how to feel
Shit was f*cked up for real
They ain't know how to chill, damn

Gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin', gang bangin'
Chain swangin', Glock hanging, watch blinging
Cop hating, opp slaying, rock slanger
Block hanging crooked like a wire hanger
Violator, neighbors, everybody racist
Can't say everybody racist
Can't take everybody favors
Cops still blazing us
When you gone start back tazing us?
Block been raising us
Shit you doing ain't fazing us
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Writer: Deandre Woods, Herbert Randall Wright
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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