We’re Dem Gangstas

Lyrics

[Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack [Verse 1: Nasty Jack] I have n****s at the back, yeah, waving a strap I have n****s at the front, yeah, holding the pump I have my gash in the ride, holding the nine I have n****s at your flat, holding a strap Do I play? Do I spray Like K-A? Hell no Send for the hitman 'cause I've got dough Don't fuck around with me, I'll make your head explode Anyone can get touched for the right dough D-don't, don't, d-don't act dumb like you don't know I'm always on the street like my no-no Send six shots through your four door, keep on talking like a warlord Go and run it up when you see the sawn-off No, you won't run it up when your limbs fall off I ain't the kind of dog that you can call off End my war? No, you won't crawl off [Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack [Verse 2: Elmz St.] RSGs, yeah, we're them gangsters That were holding guns before the beef kicked off Hunger season, running up is a job I take them, leave them weeping there on the spot We're them gangsters That the whole grime scene don't wanna cross Around Roadside, they don't wanna floss Apart from Elmz St, they don't wanna cop 'Cause since a kid, I've been banging the rocks Could have stopped from I started banging a Glock 'Round the ends, you know it's hot But I still juggle the po', run up on homes, dotting my dots Knock-knock, who's that? Boy dem tryna run up in my spot About ten years is what I coulda got When the Glock and the Taurus both stashed off [Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack [Verse 3: Hitman Hyper] Okay, I've got mandem in East that murk quick with a piece Firing shots at least Hitman Hypes, I'm a lyrical beast And my mans don't pet to leave man deceased I've got mandem in South that will put straps in your mouth Run up on your kids and spouse Dem man ain't afraid of jailhouse They'll squeeze off and leave your brains out When I send for the North man, they'll come with semi-autos Ready to burst at torsos Sick men, quick men with the stick, men You can call each and every one of them hitmen And when I send for the West man, if you ain't wearing a vest, man They'll lick off your chest, fam It's on top, fam, you don't wanna get yourself popped, fam You will easily get dropped, fam [Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack [Verse 4: ] N****s act hard, I'll make them die hard Big .45, I'm down to ride hard Cook the crack with the bicarb Bag it up, hit the block, then grind hard You n****s need teaching, I'll give you a grind test 'Cah pricks act hard but grind less You'll get robbed on the road for your jewels and shine less N****s get hit when I clap the nine S- T-A-R in your back and leave you spineless Now your life is lifeless I'm gangster, I can't stop this Couple guns, shanks, gloves and boxes Big guns, slugs, [?] in boxes Been through the chains, the rings, the watches When I have my chain, dare someone to pop this I woulda backed the skeng and popped six [Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack [Verse 5: Stormin] Since I was knee-high low, I rep the manor Ain't a blood or a crip but I wear a bandana Who put the realness in me? My Uncle Spanner He was the guy who taught me how to pop my first hammer Not saying I'm a G; I roll with Gs Guys who make Ps from selling kis When it comes to the mash, they won't pet to squeeze With a shotty that will take off your arms and your knees And it won't pet to move up your aunt or your niece Won't pet to blow off your face and increase When your body's on the floor [?] There's no time for questions or to say please So just kick back 'Cause I roll with the boys with the big straps When they cock it back, it goes click-clack It will blow your whole wig back, 'cause [Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack [Verse 6: ] These fake MCs, they be spitting 'bout shit they've never seen Fake-arse thugs, these pricks ain't never been On road hustling or making cheddar green Or on road bussing their sticks, forever been Wherever they hide it in their building On the building's the only brick they've ever seen I've been hustling brick shit since seventeen The grass where you grew up is still forever green Claim that they're gangster but they ain't never seen An O in their life, no dope in their life No coke in their life, no, they ain't met a fiend On road in their life, no, they don't let it squeeze I know that they lie 'bout Roadside Gs We spit gangster grime, we live gangster lives Roadside n****s, we will shank your spine We will crank the nine, we will bang the nine [Chorus] We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas We're dem gangstas, we're dem gangstas You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack You know I, you know I, you know I, you know I click-clack