Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangstas, artist - Pop Smoke. Album song Shoot For The Stars Aim For The Moon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Victor Victor Worldwide;
Song language: English
Gangstas |
Them niggas gotta hear what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (Woo, woo) |
(I be in New York) |
Feel me, Lil' Z? |
(I be in New York with the gangsters) |
On your set with some real shit, nigga (Gangsters) |
(Swerve) |
I don't want none of that extra loud shit |
This ain't none of that rainbow hair shit |
Know what I'm sayin'? |
(I be in New York with the gangsters) |
This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga |
(I be in New York with the gangsters) |
Fuckin' voice of the streets, man |
It's like Jesus walkin' (Oozin' automatics) |
More like Christopher Walking, eh? |
(I be with the straights and the apes) |
Y'all know what's up (Talkin' stone to stone) |
(Runnin' backs, we don't wanna hear nothin' 'bout it) |
Free all my niggas, free all the streets |
I be in New York with the gangsters |
Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem (Grrt) |
If my opps chillin' in the foreign (Bah) |
Then my niggas shootin' up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah) |
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo) |
Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem (Bah) |
If my opps chillin' in the foreign (You lackin' ass niggas) |
Then my niggas shootin' up the Phantom (Grrt) |
.44 got a kickback (Bah) |
Click-clack, get back (Bah) |
Shots at your rib pack (Grrrt) |
Or you can get chin checked (Woo) |
Them trollin' niggas actin' up (Actin' up) |
So niggas packed him up (Pack him up) |
Brazy was actin' tough |
'Til niggas slapped him up (Pussy) |
Pop Smoke on top (Haha) |
Niggas mad as fuck (Mad) |
Six by six, big Benz on my wrist (Grrt) |
If you don't got your nails done, you are not it (Woo) |
Automatically on the blocked list (Blocked, bitch) |
Niggas talkin' 'bout they guns (Guns), but never shot shit (Cap) |
Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick (Pussy) |
Run up and I'm brandin' them, take a nigga shoppin' (Bitch) |
Reach and I'm branchin' it 'cause I don't know who watchin' (I'm on point) |
It's a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crème brûlée (Hahaha) |
38's on the block (Block), a nigga won't hesitate (Bah) |
Had to move these bitches up (Move up) 'cause they was in the way |
I wouldn't want them to get shot by an enemy |
I be in New York with the gangsters (And what's up?) |
Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem (Tandem, grrt) |
If my opps chillin' in the foreign (Bah) |
Then my niggas shootin' up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah) |
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo) |
Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem (Bah) |
If my opps is chillin' in the foreign (You lackin' ass niggas) |
Then my niggas shootin' up the Phantom (Grrt) |