Letra de On Gang - 41

(Feat. Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter, TaTa)

(Hey Norja, you made this shit?)

Like, everywhere I go I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out

If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out

Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout

And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock then he gon' show out, that's on gang

And all my killers put in pain

If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang

And Leeky with me, he got range

If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang

Don't come over here moving hot bitch

I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch

E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4

And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks

Graah, that boy got hit and that shit had his momma bummed out (What, graah)

Like I'm addicted to these gun sounds

Way that I made they like "Jenny what have you done now?"

Graah, these niggas tracking like a bloodhound

They not outside, I'm spinnin' in a circle

That boy gon' say that he abuse, but that shit verbal

Graah, in a shell like he a turtle

He think shit sweet we cut it short like a commercial

Damn, and do it over like rehearsal

He think he tough, he think he up we send him vertical

Graah, we cut him off like it was surgical

These niggas dissin', in tracks we never heard of you

Ain't no tripping when that heat fly

Opp lacking on feet I'm in that V, I had to rewind

Graah, bu-bullets stinging like a beehive

.40 push her back and now he think he in a recline

These opps they don't put in pain

If I was caught on a train we was getting back same day, and that's on gang

And my niggas ain't been the same

Lil Uzi been how I'm feeling, no luv and it's only rage, and thats on- (What?)

Everywhere I go, I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out

If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out

Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout

And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock then he gon' show out, that's on gang

And all my killers put in pain

If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang

And Leeky with me, he got range

If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang

Don't come over here moving hot bitch

I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch

E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4

And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks

Can't-can't run from this gun, Jah Woo been popped it

Don't gotta use a deucey, I got options

Why he got that sheisty on? He ain't pop shit

And-and when we seen a nigga ran before he cocked it, and that's on gang

Bitch if you not grippy, you can't hang

Like you better tuck that chain, 'cause brodie itching for that stain, but that's for gang

All-all this hate come with the fame

That boy said he getting money, I told bro, "We do the same"

Graah, pocket rocket, I flock it like Tracey (Tracey)

Gotta put a condom on, these bitches want my baby

When I was broke, ain't see none of these faces

Niggas see the money, then they ego start changing

Graah, big .40 get to flamin'

Like a door, my niggas get to banging

I told Jenny pass the stitchy, that's on bronem I can't miss, like

Black .45 on my body, fuck a fistfight

Young nigga, looked up to Meech not Obama

Fredo that's my brother, we was 15 splitting dollars

We was in the project p's, flipping keys I ain't new to this

Bitch I'm true to this, I'm tired of that stupid shit

Ruggy, that's the ooter, always on that steady boomin' shit

Niggas totin' guns be these niggas never using it

Y'all niggas not demons, y'all can really get to looting it

Niggas frontin' I'm like "Dee, these niggas buggin"

Niggas know that we Smokin' Osama (Notti)

Everywhere I go I'm never lackin' I got my Glock out

If we knuckle up, that's on my mother it's a knock out

Everybody got a gun so let's link up and have a blowout

And Dotti he be feenin' pass the knock and he gon' show out, that's on gang

And all my killers put in pain

If I see a nigga chain and I like it then it's a stain, and that's on gang

And Leeky with me, he got range

If a nigga moving hot we gon flip him just like like a page, and that's on gang

Don't come over here moving hot bitch

I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot bitch

E-E-EBK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4

And they think I do karate 'cause I ride 'round with chopsticks

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