Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jump Out Gang, artist - 67. Album song Lets Lurk, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 6ix 7even
Song language: English
Jump Out Gang |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| We got ‘nuff firearms |
| But I still do up bare hangs |
| We got spinner’s and dotty’s |
| We got .40's and MAC’s |
| We got ‘nuff live corn |
| We gon' blow your chest out of your back |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| We got ‘nuff firearms |
| But I still do up bare hangs |
| We got spinner’s and dotty’s |
| We got .40's and MAC’s |
| We got ‘nuff live corn |
| We gon' blow your chest out of your back |
| Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt |
| See the four door pausing |
| Skengs out, everyone runnin' |
| But the corn just slapped and floored 'em |
| 50 shots in that mop |
| That’s a round of applauding |
| My nigga does so much drills |
| Like he’s outside doing brick walling |
| Still pullin' up, no warning |
| I’m still not ballin' |
| So I went and done ten toes on the map, that’s walking |
| Hoes in my snapchat stalking |
| Smoking dope on periscope |
| And the fans like «Dimz ain’t talking» |
| Free T, rang me up in the morning |
| Still smoke amnes' in the morning |
| Bro got the phone lines twerking |
| Hashtag working |
| Two fat packs like man’s got Biggie & Sherman (fat packs) |
| My lane goes mad |
| Yeah they love my wordin' |
| War is war |
| I’ll hit him up with the witness there |
| I don’t care what he saw |
| And I still kick doors |
| Like prick; |
| put your face on the floor |
| I’m with M, he scored, I scored |
| It’s got more |
| I need a 4's times 4 |
| We got amm, We got raw |
| Bruk it down |
| Hit the strip |
| We get paid |
| Fuck the law (Alla' that, alla' that) |
| & we switched dis up like this new 4 4 |
| We’re sporting (New .40) |
| I’m cuttin' off ties this year |
| No more lose poorin' |
| We hang all the opps |
| Then put it on God, we warssing |
| Still stepping with joints on joints |
| Still pull up no warning (4's on 4's) |
| I play that AM position |
| Not for assisting and scoring (attacking midfield) |
| Thank God first thing everyday when I wake in the morning |
| Finish straight then we’re talking |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| We got ‘nuff firearms |
| But I still do up bare hangs |
| We got spinner’s and dotty’s (Still do it) |
| We got .40's and MAC’s |
| We got ‘nuff live corn |
| We gon' blow your chest out of your back |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| We got ‘nuff firearms |
| But I still do up bare hangs (Still do it) |
| We got spinner’s and dotty’s |
| We got .40's and MAC’s |
| We got ‘nuff live corn |
| We gon' blow your chest out of your back |
| Smoke |
| No joke, serve up |
| Cake coke |
| Trap til' I die, can’t be broke |
| Get that dough bro, whip that blow |
| Fuck the trident, they locked my bro |
| Gun smoke if you fuck with bro |
| No hype when I lurk on road |
| Do a drill then go mix some dough |
| Let’s lurk, let’s lurk |
| 4 Door with the gang |
| Tryna' hit him in the shirt |
| Man don’t really talk |
| You can end 6 feet like dirt |
| Money afi make |
| Prop the ting push work (Whip it, whip it) |
| Just linked skrrt, skrrt |
| Bill up a zoot, do road then skrrt |
| There man talk like bitches |
| skrrt |
| Forget all the talk |
| Man drillers for Real |
| Man lurk, lurk |
| Life is a set-up |
| I’m beefing snitches |
| Them man dasheen |
| Come like women |
| They say ‘no lacking' |
| But they’re hardly with it (Gemz) |
| Back road or main road |
| Same way, man drillin' |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| Spin don’t jam |
| And the kick back’s mad |
| Leave hollows in your back |
| Leave you laid out flat |
| As soon as man gets whacked |
| Man ah man dash (Dasheen) |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| We got ‘nuff firearms |
| But I still do up bare hangs (Still do it) |
| We got spinner’s and dotty’s |
| We got .40's and MAC’s |
| We got ‘nuff live corn |
| We gon' blow your chest out of your back |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out bang |
| We got ‘nuff firearms |
| But I still do up bare hangs (Still do it) |
| We got spinner’s and dotty’s |
| We got .40's and MAC’s |
| We got ‘nuff live corn |
| We gon' blow your chest out your back |