paroles de chanson Wit' Da Gang (feat. Mxnny320, Mannythekid, Jay Tha Løcc & Chucky Søsa) - O Sharp

Nigga you weak

B-bitch you Trippin

I be sippin hella lean
Ion sip no Hennessy
I be rollin hella weed
Now I need some L$D
Finna flash 'em wit' the beam
Finna leave 'em at the scene
Me and my niggas do the race
Me and my niggas is Tay-K
Me and my niggas get away
Me and my niggas we don't play
And my gun it take yo face

Run up crew up wit the pace
We everywhere ain't no space
Solving the puzzle like a maze
Who fuckin wit Chucky and the gang

We uppin up the score
Hit 'em wit' the scope
You know how it go
Me and my niggas in the back
We ain't never lackin
Keep a stick in the streets it get colder then Christmas
You ain't nuthin' but a bitch
We uppin up the score
Hit 'em wit' the scope
You know how it go
Me and my niggas in the back
We ain't never lackin
Keep a stick in the streets it get colder then Christmas
Where I'm from call it Killamas you pussy niggas is a snitch

Say we ain't playin no games
Always got it on my waist
Pussy why is you afraid
I thought you wanted the fade
Pussy nigga you a lame
Now stop playin' all these games
Slide and then catch the fuckin fade
I've been tryna catch a case

Pussy nigga you a bitch
You ain't nuthin' but a snitch
Bitch ass nigga want the fade
Whole time you was a snake
Fuck wit Chucky and we callin' for the gang
We get the money we don't care about the fame
320 where we from
We see an opposition and we reaching for the gun
We hiding in the shadows while you chillin in the sun
Pull up BC motherfucker then you done

We uppin up the score
Hit 'em wit' the scope
You know how it go
Me and my niggas in the back
We ain't never lackin
Keep a stick in the streets it get colder then Christmas
You ain't nuthin' but a bitch
We uppin up the score
Hit 'em wit' the scope
You know how it go
Me and my niggas in the back
We ain't never lackin
Keep a stick in the streets it get colder then Christmas
Where I'm from call it Killamas you pussy niggas is a snitch

Uh you already know Manny had to get on this shit
Uh look
Cuz I told yo ass once
And I told your ass twice
I ain't nice man I'm Mr. Clean wit' the fuckin spice
Man I got a thirty clip
And I hit it real quick
Watchu know about you don't know fuckin shit
Cuz I
Roll my sticky
Then I pass it to your bitch
She be hittin my line I'm like girl shut it
I don't want to hear it cuz I got no time
I ain't time for this shit
Cuz I'm tryna hit this lick
I be tryna stack my cheddar
I be tryna get to it
Watchu know about me
Oh wait you don't know shit
You don't know me like that
You don't know me like this
Watchu know about me man you don't know shit
Cuz I'm tryna get to it
Whatchu tryna get to bitch
Man I ain't told you shit cuz I

Cuz I brought my 320 shit again
Put your bitch in doggystyle while I'm sippin on this gin
Hit from the west
Hit it from the south
Reppin Brown Crown
Better watch your fuckin mouth
Cuz I'm comin Wit' Da Gang
Take a wrong step and we leave your body hang
Never hanging wit no lames
Ball like NBA cuz I'm Trap'N all the same
Now we comin wit the groove
Look at how she move
The way that ass shakes got me lookin all confused
Banger after banger I don't know what else to do
We makin our own shit we ain't following no rules
Green White Red
That's coursing through my veins
Cuz I'm Mexicano till my ending days
Show up unexpected and they'll shoot you in the face
This is who we are you can't blame us for our ways

Puro T-R-I double P-I-N motherfucka
Y'all gotta stop playin wit me
Bitch ass nigga
Aye Shout out all the homies who was on this shit man