Lyrics Gangland - WSTRN, SOB X RBE

Gangland

Bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman
You ain’t no badman
You’re just around man
I say bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman
You ain’t no badman
You’re just around man
I say
Bang, bang, boogie
I ain’t a rookie
Gangster and a gentleman
Jenna, I ain’t no bully
Was a felon, now a fella’s gettin' bookings
Ain’t changed, still get it cookin'
Different game but the same-ish
What your wave is
It’s all up in your face
It’s Louis Rei bitch
All for entertainment, it got you tainted
That’s just what the game is
Yuh, you’re just around nigga
You ain’t down for me
Lil' mama in your town, drop it to the ground for me
Shower face gyal, why she keep it straight for me?
Look you in the eye when we fucking
You speak to me, get this
Bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman
You ain’t no badman
You’re just around man
I say bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman
You ain’t no badman
You’re just around man
Did you get the message?
But are you really from the trenches?
Don’t get caught up in the ring wrestling
Barbed wires in the fences
Real niggas in my circle
We get that Lizzy, pinky, purple
Ay, I was with my dawg, man, all these choices
Now bands in my hands, if they hear the voices
Know them niggas from the west side, west side
I just drop the top, show them the best side
Park up in the central but we don’t hide
Lately you the chief, that’s what I don’t like
I was uptown and I saw a sweet one
I keep it G 'cause I don’t need one
The realest and the drillas on the corner
Circle on the block, I call it karma
Bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man ('Stand man)
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman (Ain't no badman)
You ain’t no badman (Woi)
You’re just around man (Yeah)
Bang, bang, boogie
.40 with the fully
Bouncin' out the whip
Masked up like Cudi
She love a thug nigga, wanna get her attention
Tryna hit it from the back
You know I love that pussy juice, on gang
Just a young nigga from the trenches
First rule, when you in these streets, no snitchin'
Countin' up the money, hittin' licks and hoppin' fences
Now we in the field wit' these Glocks with extensions
Nowadays nobody wit' you like you think for real
Nowadays to get high, I mix the drink with pills
Nowadays these hoes will fuck you for some painted nails
Nowadays the clique so business bitch, I can’t sip
I just put two F’s up on my belt, I’on give twice the fuck
The loose crew that you see me rockin' wit', it never tighten up
I’m off the different drug, this shit insane, I still ain’t high enough
And I’ll treat your block like these exotics, nigga, light it up
Bitch
Bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man (Understand man)
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman (Ain't no badman)
You ain’t no badman
You’re just around man
I say bang, bang, boogie
Up jumps the hoodie
Understand man
Gangland crooked, ain’t no badman
You ain’t no badman
You’re just around man
Did you get the message?
But are you really from the trenches?
Don’t get caught up in the ring wrestling
Barbed wires in the fences