Yhung D - Gang Shit

Ha nigga
Everything i spit, thas onna gang nigga
Ion rap kap
This the story of my life
Ion need no one nigga
Did this in my own
Fuck 12 nigga
Man im solid to my brothas u can never catch me lane switch
Call my nigga daniel man i know that he gon bang shit
Gettin all this money give a fukk about a main bitch
Focused ona million give a fuck about the fame shit
How u wifin on that bitch pussy boy thas the lame shit
Dissin thru the net but he never ever tame shit
Run up on my niggas lil nigga get your brain hit
Boom boom boom lil nigga this the gang shit
Krazy demon man im something like the joker
Streets is like a gamble i aint talkin bout no poker
Ready for the smoke i aint talkin bout no smoker
My gun deliver bullets lil nigga place the order
Aimin at yo head so i can knokk it off yo shoulder
Need no fuken pill kause ill pop a nigga sober
Better think about it cause ur life can just be over
Give u all the smoke i aint talkin bout no stoner
Riding by my lonely i turned into a loner
Gotta keep a heater cause these streets are getting colder
Gotta get this money causw my death is coming closer
Da good die young so i fuck getting older
Talkin all my shit ion even call it rap
Everything i spit alll facts no kap
Niggas lookin for me so i keep it on my lap
And i gotta get this money so im posted in the trap
If u w me or aganst me i aint finna give a krap
Illl lay a nigga down like he finna take a nap
And im really paranoid so i gotta keep my strap
Yhung d lil bitch put my name up in da map
Why i gotta keep a glock i gotta keep an FN
Try a wrong move and ill send you ass to heaven
Shoot you in yo face w this fuken smith or wesson
Really in da field so i gotta keep a weapon
Better ask about me im that nigga in my section
Playin on no games yeh i hope you learned yo lesson
Goin thru sum pain i aint never get a blessin
Kryin thru the night it keep a nigga stressin
But i really love this grind man i really love this bread
Tryna shoot a nigga up tryna have a nigga dead
I aint aimin at yo body bitch im aimin at yo head
I bee ridin round town tryna paint a sukka red
Free my brothers behind prision middle fingers to a fed
Tryna lay a nigga down like he finna go to bed
Tryna twist a nigga up like a mothfukan dread
Flip a nigga like a book i aint never ever read
Flexing for the gram and ill strip you for yo neckless
Really with this shit yeh all my brothas really reckless
Finning for a body tryna leave nigga headless
Eating all these bullets yeah i ate those for the breakfest
If a nigga run up on me i be quikk to let it spark
I be trappin in da field i aint hangin on no park
Already been knowin all u niggas all bark
If a nigga play w me ima leave him in the dark
If i a catch a sukka lackin im on go like a cart
Touchin money lil check the chart
In up in da game i be in it since the start
If i miss the headshot then im aimin at yo heart
OnnaGang
Lil nigga
Yahl dont really feel my pain
Yahll dont really fee my pain
Man aint shit aint been the same
Yahl dont really feel my pain
Manall you niggas lame onna gang

Written by:
diego alamilla

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