Gang Shit lyrics

[Intro: Lud Foe]

Gang Gang Gang...

Gang Gang

Aye

Foe'nem

Gang

Out west shit nigga

You know how we rocking nigga

Get yo guns up, Get yo funds up

You on that opp shit, Get mop-sticked

Bitch

Straight gang shit

[Chorus: Lud Foe]

I'm a young dope selling with a felon

Riding round with Mac 11's

I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope

Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke

Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

I'm a young dope selling with a felon

Riding round with Mac 11's

I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope

Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke

Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

[Verse 1: Lud Foe]

Slipped my Glock in the club, I'm an asshole

Put the one-thousand-dollar shoes, In yo asshole

I'm colorblind but still see the money, If I was blind folded

You wanna go to war, Better be careful bout what you ask for

We do drive-by's, doing high speeds in a Lambo

I got mob ties, you know its shooters in Chicago

I been getting money fucking theses bitches, That just the motto

Dread-heads come full of guns, Wherever I go

(Gang)

I'm selling dope, I gotta get my bread right

We catch a opp, Leave his ass dead at the red light

Red bone and she super thick, And her head right

Fucked her twice but I kicked her out, She can't spend the night

(Gang)

[Chorus: Lud Foe]

I'm a young dope selling with a felon

Riding round with Mac 11's

I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope

Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke

Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

I'm a young dope selling with a felon

Riding round with Mac 11's

I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope

Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke

Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]

20-12 I got signed, Bought some tommy guns

Imma take him out his shoes, Thats what robbers done

Last nigga snatched my chain, Bro nem chopped him up

You could never DJ Nate me, Boy we sparking something

We gon park where they spin the block, And meet me back

I lost Nuski caught his opps, I needed that

I sold dope, sold coke, Never sold guns

And I'm only throwing hundreds, I don't need ones

Call Seven he fron 600, Thats spartan 2 times

Drill something then go watch twitter, Lookin like who died

Glock on me that hold 30, Thats European sigh

Turn't rocking Balmains, Ain't rocking Levis

[Chorus: Lud Foe]

I'm a young dope selling with a felon

Riding round with Mac 11's

I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope

Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke

Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

I'm a young dope selling with a felon

Riding round with Mac 11's

I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope

Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke

Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat