G Herbo – Gangbangin’ Lyrics

G Herbo – Gangbangin’ Lyrics

Cash (Cash), I made that shit fast (I made that shit fast)
Fuck around, spend my last
Now I’m back in my bag (Yeah)
I pulled up in some shit with a cat on the side, but it ain’t no Jag’ (DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
Used to post up with some killers, my hat to the side, we ain’t wearin’ no rags (Oh my God, what is this? An L beat?)
I used to sleep in the bed with my brothers at night, but we ain’t no fags
I pledge get rich or die tryin’, I ain’t know nothin’ ’bout American flags (Uh)
I got a story to tell you, a memory vivid with niggas that died
I got so immune that I was confused and ain’t know if not I should cry
I’m too real to fabricate my life, why would I lie?
Malice and betrayal, jail, or how should I die?
How could I prevail? Tell me, anything we do well fail
Say you been through hell, barely
Sleepin’ in them cells scary
I can’t see the cemetery, rather be preliminary
They’ll kill me voluntary, that’s why everybody carry
Internet got niggas’ business, that’s why everybody scary
And my money varied, me and millis married (You know that)

Seen ’em kill (Fuck that)
I done seen ’em ill (For real)
They ain’t seen a meal
I done seen a mil’, damn
In the field (Uh), ain’t know how to feel
Shit was fucked up for real
They ain’t know how to chill, damn

Gangbangin’, gangbangin’, gangbangin’, gangbangin’
Chain swangin’, Glock hangin’, watch blingin’ (Ayy, ayy)
Cop hatin’, opp slayin’, rock slanger
Block hangin’, crooked like a wire hanger (Huh)
Violator, neighbors, everybody racist
Can’t say everybody racist, can’t take everybody favors (Uh-uh)
Cops still blazin’ us
When you gon’ start back tazin’ us?
Block been raisin’ us
Shit you doin’ ain’t fazin’ us

Killin’ kids (Killin’ kids)
How you feelin’, know you killin’ kids?
You was drillin’, now you squealin’ ‘fore you chin a bid (You a pussy)
See that man and ain’t gon’ tell him how you feelin’, you a pussy
Killed the innocent, not your enemy, you a pussy (Nigga)

Seen ’em kill (Fuck that)
I done seen ’em ill (For real)
They ain’t seen a meal
I done seen a mil’, damn
In the field, ain’t know how to feel
Shit was fucked up for real
They ain’t know how to chill, damn

Gangbangin’, gangbangin’, gangbangin’, gangbangin’
Chain swangin’, Glock hangin’, watch blingin’ (Ayy, ayy)
Cop hatin’, opp slayin’, rock slanger
Block hangin’, crooked like a wire hanger (Huh)
Violator, neighbors, everybody racist
Can’t say everybody racist, can’t take everybody favors (Uh-uh)
Cops still blazin’ us
When you gon’ start back tazin’ us?
Block been raisin’ us
Shit you doin’ ain’t fazin’ us

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