[ Featuring Lil Raw ]
Gang-Gang
Bow, Bow
Grr-rrahh
Bow, Grr-rrahh (Like)
LongLiveFace, you heard? (Like)
I was in the house, I was down on my last
Woke up in the mornin', gotta' get to this cash
Smokin' G3, he go right to the brain
I lost my bro', had to deal with some pain
We spinnin' ya block, then, we snatchin' ya' stain
You don't want war, better stay in ya' lane
You walked in my hood, man, gimme' that
You walked in my hood, man, gimme' that chain
Redtip hollows, shit rip thru tissue
I'm Lil Raw, you know, I'm the issue
Bro' in a X5, tryna come get you
Bro' with the glock, he tryna dismiss you
I don't even wolf, so man, just stop it
You step out of line? Get hit in ya' socket
We bendin' ya' block, shit sound like a rocket
G2C, shit stuffed in the pocket
I got a glock, this ain't no ruger
Green lil beam, tryna hit his medula
You know where I'm from, I'm screamin da HOODA
Free all the bros, that's claimin' "Big Bz"
I got a glock, shit under the seat
You spin my shit? Get put on TV
All my niggas? They shoot at the G'
All y'all niggas? They was bitin' the cheese
I don't f*ck with that side, get put on a Tee
Or, get cropped out the picture, won't matter to me
I wanna spin everyday of the week
They took my brother, they think shit sweet
He in the house, probably beatin' his meat
You see him runnin', but, can't hide from me
I'm in they hood like ODC
I'm Lil Raw, get put on a Tee
I got a-, glocky
Use that shit, tryna catch me a body
He not right, he food
Left one dead, his body went "Poof"
And, I'm taxin', two-five for the juice
Gas to strong, shit kickin' like Bruce
7 .62s, put a hole in his tooth
You play with my money? Get turned into glue (Im So Slimee)
We spot a opp? Turn him to a clue
Redtips hit, leave his whole shit Blue
I'm comin' like Surf, "What he wan' do?"
Big stick, leave a nigga stuck like glue
Bro' jump out? He gon' let shit shoot
Them bullets start flyin', he split up the group
Slide on that block? we lookin' for you
We don't see you? Then, we hit up ya' crew
Open a wood, then, roll up some 'bo
I spark it? This shit got me higher than low
You'll catch a headtap, movin' to slow
Stretchgang, leave a nigga brains in the snow
I say "Green"? He ready to go
Tryna swing thru the Courts? Bro' shoot like a Pro
Shots to the scalp, bet, he f*ck up a fro'
Put the chop on his head, now, his shit can't grow
Just like a bunkbed, I'm on his top
Said "it was up", so his ass gettin' dropped
Backseatgang, jump out with glock
Doin' all headshots, we ain't aimin' for thigh
Me and BA, Two man in a ride
Two big sticks, we ready to slide
If he try to act crazy? We losin' his mind
Redtips on his head, bet a lil nigga die
Ayo', Doomut? Pass me the hammer
Hop out, I'll pop his top like a can of Fanta
He'll get fried tryna get him a sandwich
Headtap, I'll give a nigga brain damage
Head splat on the ground, his shit lookin' gross
I'll make him vanish like he was a ghost
Better keep you a strap, you better not loaf
Cuz', we'll pop up and turn you to toast
It's gettin' cold
It's that time I stuff my glock in the coat
If you walk up? I'ma throw thru the coat
Get hit with this Led, that's Murder She Wrote
I'm in the field, I don't need me a coach
He in that water? I'm makin him float
I see a opp tryna wolf on the notes
So, he gettin' scrolled, I'ma make him a post
Bitch (Bitch)
Eh-Ah-mmm, that nigga a post
Eh-Ah-mmm, tryna make him a post
Hop out the car, get turned to a ghost, on bro'
Like damn
StretchGang, like, StretchGang
On bro', like damn
Im So Slimee, f*ck
