Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gang Signs, artist - The Game.
Date of issue: 09.06.2016
Song language: English
Gang Signs |
When the gang signs go up |
You see your life flash right before your eyes |
And you know what |
That’s how it is on the Westside |
When the gang signs go up |
So many of my niggas died |
Better watch what you throw up |
Niggas talking all that shit |
But when the gang signs go up |
You see your life flash right before your eyes |
And you know what |
That’s how it is on the Westside |
When the gang signs go up |
Dear God, I now know what I’ve done |
Through my thoughts and my actions |
And the things that I’ve said |
Sometimes by mistake and sometimes on purpose |
Amen |
Got my mind on this murder, and Problem so gassed up |
Got a black Mac 11 and it hit like a Mac truck |
Product of bad luck, played out on that movie screen |
Had to scope with some killers, almost died from moving green |
My mama a felon, my daddy so long gone |
My grandmama died at 18, left me all alone |
All I got is my guns, bandanas, some weed |
Leave me with 2 dead brothers, my enemies gon' bleed |
I’m masked up, suicidal, rest in peace to Hayes |
Wasn’t no killers, swear my niggas seen some better days |
When California have you stressed out, a million ways to die |
Gotta pull that vest out, cause |
When the gang signs go up |
You see your life flash right before your eyes |
And you know what |
That’s how it is on the Westside |
When the gang signs go up |
So many of my niggas died |
Better watch what you throw up |
Niggas talking all that shit |
But when the gang signs go up |
You see your life flash right before your eyes |
And you know what |
That’s how it is on the Westside |
When the gang signs go up |
Fuck niggas gon' die, speaking homicide |
Laid out in the street, let his mama cry |
White chalk, black streets |
Red rack, coke killer, watch 'em leak |
Black on black crimes, killing our own brothers |
But what the fuck can you do when you got on the wrong colors? |
Take a breath, inhale, let it go, lights off |
Have a problem, hit the switch, lay it low |
Soon as you walk out the crib, we gon' blast |
Hit the 110 and now the one time on your ass |
In 4 minutes, you thought that you got away with it |
Thought that shit was a dream, let us pray cause |
When the gang signs go up |
You see your life flash right before your eyes |
And you know what |
That’s how it is on the Westside |
When the gang signs go up |
So many of my niggas died |
Better watch what you throw up |
Niggas talking all that shit |
But when the gang signs go up |
You see your life flash right before your eyes |
And you know what |
That’s how it is on the Westside |
When the gang signs go up |