Songtexte
Yeah
Gang,
gang,
gang,
gang,
gang,
gang
M-O-B
Money
Over
Bullshit
I
ain't
fucking
with
your
bullshit
Once
the
wheels
in
motion
(No,
no,
no)
I'm
just
tryna
see
the
bankroll
do
that
Spinning
motion
(Roll,
roll,
roll)
Eyes
are
always
half
way
closed,
I
guess
I'm
always
smoking
(Ah)
I
kill
the
track
and
send
it
to
the
clouds
then
I'm
uploaded
I
ain't
folding,
poker
face
emotion
'til
I'm
loaded
Get
'em,
even
if
I
gotta
go
back
to
my
old
School
ways
with
the
bally
up
robbing
(Get
'em)
Night
time
mobbing
(Get
'em)
Cruising
through
the
city
looking
for
a
little
Piggy
with
the
money
in
her
closet
(Get
'em)
Little
dibber
dabble
with
the
dizzle
I'ma
get
'em
(Get
'em)
Run
up
on
a
pussy
with
the
burner
spitting
venom
I
ain't
playing
when
I'm
hungry,
where
I'm
bringing
Armageddon
when
I
get
'em
Run
up
on
a
pussy
then
I
stick
'em
Stick
up
for
the
chain
and
the
watch
Better
go
and
get
the
billy
'cah
we
came
for
the
lot
Really
coming
with
the
semi
in
a
dangerous
plot
Sick
in
the
brain
when
you're
playing
with
the
mob
'Cah
any
day
of
the
week
we
can
take
what
you
got
Yeah,
any
day
of
the
week
we
can
take
what
we
want
Gang,
gang,
tell
'em
what
it
is
(What
it
is)
Fuck
the
niggas
that
you're
running
with
(Running
with)
'Cah
if
it
ain't
mob,
what
you
coming
with?
Beef?
Where
you
gonna
live?
(Huh?)
Better
keep
it
humble
if
you
wanna
live
Scotty
G
a
marijuana
kid
Empty
out
the
barrel
through
the
bone
marrow
No
love
like
a
dred
then
the
comb
out
All
my
niggas
gang,
gang
when
we
roll
out
Haters
keep
it
zoned
out
All
my
niggas
blow
loud
Money
motivated,
we
play
the
game
for
the
paper
(Paper,
paper)
Professional
finessing,
equipped
and
Sneaking
for
cheddar
(Cheddar,
cheddar)
From
a
block
where
the
hustle
don't
stop
and
niggas
don't
sleep
(Uh)
Jumping
out
the
whip
(Uh),
mask
on
my
face
Looking
like
ghetto
Billy
Bo
Peep
Gang,
gang,
tell
'em
what
it
is
(What
it
is)
Mob
life
got
me
taking
trips
Fuck
the
feds,
we
don't
work
with
the
five-o
(Five-o)
We
put
the
work
in
the
Pyrex
(Pyrex)
For
the
love
of
the
cash,
we
do
dirt,
we
do
ten
toes
More
grip
for
the
benzos
Pure
heat
for
these
Kendalls
(Uh)
Catch
'em
on
the
beat
got
'em
picking
up
the
tempo
I'm
in
the
fast
lane
tailgating
tryna
make
the
skeng
blow
Dressed
for
the
cause
in
the
skeng
coat
I
be
in
the
field
like
a
scarecrow
(Scarecrow)
Where
these
bitch
niggas
dare
go?
(Uh)
But
when
they
do
go,
it's
for
the
day
time
Cuh
by
the
night,
blocks
looking
like
a
goon
show
I
be
with
them
goons,
yo
I
be
making
moves,
yo
I
ain't
fucking
with
a
loose
hoe
Brum
city,
blue
nose
Back
up
in
the
studio
And
Scotty
got
a
new
flow,
new
dose
I
be
making
moves,
yo
I
ain't
fucking
with
a
loose
hoe
Brum
city,
blue
nose
Back
up
in
the
studio
And
Scotty
got
a
new
High
grade
in
the
blue
slims
Eyes
red
and
the
room
stinks
Money
over
bullshit,
yeah,
that's
how
we
do
tings
(Do
tings)
Been
away
for
a
sec,
now
I'm
back
feeling
fresh
like
a
new
king
Back
with
the
sess
and
the
goose
drink
Back
with
my
nefs
and
a
blueprint
Gyal
want
come
and
feel
of
this
new
ting
So
I'm
giving
them
the
beat
like
acoustic
Back
to
the
weed,
smoking
bullshit
(Bullshit)
Niggas
wanna
play
these
days,
I'm
on
some
new
shit
I'm
on
some
mean
shit,
clean
shit
Dick
poking,
Victoria
Secret
Scotty
stay
with
the
green
spliff
Bag
of
haze
for
the
OT
trips
On
the
P
mish
Really
hungry,
need
a
deep
dish
From
the
block
to
the
pent,
stay
up
on
this
M-O-B
tip
And
that's
that
money
over
B
shit
P
quick
is
the
means
for
this
G
shit
Late
nights,
I
just
reach
for
the
weed
spliff
Block
work,
I
just
creep
where
the
Ps
is
Link
up,
we
don't
speak
through
the
speakers
Fast
life
is
what
we
live
And
roll
out
with
the
gang,
we
don't
care
where
the
beef
is
Mashing
works
in
the
street
ting,
peep
this
Gang,
gang,
tell
'em
what
it
is
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