Damn G baby
F*ck tryna talk nigga we can hit right now
Rundown with ZPAP tryna papped out
He ain't tryna hit he keep hittin from the stop sign
Ol' boa got hit up 'blrrd' he chalked out
He died in vain cause yall ass did not slide
You ain't tryna die nigga you bet not pop out
How you tryna fight when you see that glock out
I got this 40 I bet i'll rock out
Stop sign gang duck down we bendin
We bendin yo block with the windows to tinted
Niggas run in the house cause we out here spinnin
Striker season we strikin we hittin
He talkin bout 'war' gotta know that we winnin'
Stop all that flaggin' i'll shoot out yo kidney
He wana bang I bang first with the smitty
Stop Sign Gang shit f*cked up the city
Whole lot of shots gettin' fired better duck low
We hit yo taco yo image gettin' blemished
Don't try to spin im gon' flip yo tahoe
These niggas all know I got the 50
I send a 762 to go hit you
I got pipes niggas come rock with me
What is the issue we pop tissue 556 leave shit too sticky
Whole lot of shots nigga ass better duck down
Im gon spin might drop some uptown
Walking shit down from sun up to sundown
Dig up ya grave you run up get runned down
We gon' spin them gunners get gunned-down
These niggas all know I got the K
Let it be known ima hit with the drac'
762s gon' crack his face
These niggas know not to play with me
First nigga buck then he stuck got a K with me
He think he tough he get hit in the face homie
Hit with a switch broad day take his face with me
Niggas be lying niggas be capped out
He try to tweak shit get papped out
Whole lot of shots if he try to act out
He tried to duck from a drac' got cracked
I catch folks his ass gettin' patched
We get to shootin' 'Blrrd' 'Blatt'
Ride over east who tryna match (On god!)
Stop sign gang broad day get smacked (Leh do it!)
He heard them shots and the f*ck nigga crouched (Say f*ck it!)
We spin ya block we run down in your house (Aye go get his ass!)
He tryna diss we gon' push up with sticks
Tryna see what he said shoot his ass to the ground
We put the glock to his mouth
Krashout Jman - Stop Sign Gang Lyrics
Krashout Jman - Stop Sign Gang Lyrics
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Damn G baby
F*ck tryna talk nigga we can hit right now
Rundown with ZPAP tryna papped out
He ain't tryna hit he keep hittin from the stop sign
Ol' boa got hit up 'blrrd' he chalked out
He died in vain cause yall ass did not slide
You ain't tryna die nigga you bet not pop out
How you tryna fight when you see that glock out
I got this 40 I bet i'll rock out
Stop sign gang duck down we bendin
We bendin yo block with the windows to tinted
Niggas run in the house cause we out here spinnin
Striker season we strikin we hittin
He talkin bout 'war' gotta know that we winnin'
Stop all that flaggin' i'll shoot out yo kidney
He wana bang I bang first with the smitty
Stop Sign Gang shit f*cked up the city
Whole lot of shots gettin' fired better duck low
We hit yo taco yo image gettin' blemished
Don't try to spin im gon' flip yo tahoe
These niggas all know I got the 50
I send a 762 to go hit you
I got pipes niggas come rock with me
What is the issue we pop tissue 556 leave shit too sticky
Whole lot of shots nigga ass better duck down
Im gon spin might drop some uptown
Walking shit down from sun up to sundown
Dig up ya grave you run up get runned down
We gon' spin them gunners get gunned-down
These niggas all know I got the K
Let it be known ima hit with the drac'
762s gon' crack his face
These niggas know not to play with me
First nigga buck then he stuck got a K with me
He think he tough he get hit in the face homie
Hit with a switch broad day take his face with me
Niggas be lying niggas be capped out
He try to tweak shit get papped out
Whole lot of shots if he try to act out
He tried to duck from a drac' got cracked
I catch folks his ass gettin' patched
We get to shootin' 'Blrrd' 'Blatt'
Ride over east who tryna match (On god!)
Stop sign gang broad day get smacked (Leh do it!)
He heard them shots and the f*ck nigga crouched (Say f*ck it!)
We spin ya block we run down in your house (Aye go get his ass!)
He tryna diss we gon' push up with sticks
Tryna see what he said shoot his ass to the ground
We put the glock to his mouth
F*ck tryna talk nigga we can hit right now
Rundown with ZPAP tryna papped out
He ain't tryna hit he keep hittin from the stop sign
Ol' boa got hit up 'blrrd' he chalked out
He died in vain cause yall ass did not slide
You ain't tryna die nigga you bet not pop out
How you tryna fight when you see that glock out
I got this 40 I bet i'll rock out
Stop sign gang duck down we bendin
We bendin yo block with the windows to tinted
Niggas run in the house cause we out here spinnin
Striker season we strikin we hittin
He talkin bout 'war' gotta know that we winnin'
Stop all that flaggin' i'll shoot out yo kidney
He wana bang I bang first with the smitty
Stop Sign Gang shit f*cked up the city
Whole lot of shots gettin' fired better duck low
We hit yo taco yo image gettin' blemished
Don't try to spin im gon' flip yo tahoe
These niggas all know I got the 50
I send a 762 to go hit you
I got pipes niggas come rock with me
What is the issue we pop tissue 556 leave shit too sticky
Whole lot of shots nigga ass better duck down
Im gon spin might drop some uptown
Walking shit down from sun up to sundown
Dig up ya grave you run up get runned down
We gon' spin them gunners get gunned-down
These niggas all know I got the K
Let it be known ima hit with the drac'
762s gon' crack his face
These niggas know not to play with me
First nigga buck then he stuck got a K with me
He think he tough he get hit in the face homie
Hit with a switch broad day take his face with me
Niggas be lying niggas be capped out
He try to tweak shit get papped out
Whole lot of shots if he try to act out
He tried to duck from a drac' got cracked
I catch folks his ass gettin' patched
We get to shootin' 'Blrrd' 'Blatt'
Ride over east who tryna match (On god!)
Stop sign gang broad day get smacked (Leh do it!)
He heard them shots and the f*ck nigga crouched (Say f*ck it!)
We spin ya block we run down in your house (Aye go get his ass!)
He tryna diss we gon' push up with sticks
Tryna see what he said shoot his ass to the ground
We put the glock to his mouth
Writer: Krashout Jman
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