We Gangbangin’

Lyrics

[Intro] They were the children we passed by everyday and paid no attention to but they watched us We had the generations our parents came from And we had the great personalities of their generation To connect with We had something to attach ourselves They didn't They were totally disconnected and disenfranchised They're like a planet out of orbit [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] It's Slauson, boy It's Slauson, boy It's Slauson, boy It's Slauson, boy It's Slauson, boy It's Slauson, boy Y'all don't know What u didn't heard But where I'm from U might get served U might shoot back U might get cracked U might do life but That's just that 'cause We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' [Verse 1: Cobby Supreme] That's right, Supreme, okay, that's right, okay See, it might be The very last time u see ya family That's why I pray every time I go to sleep And every time I take a step up out my door Don't forget to grab the strap off the dress-or (That's right) Nigga, Supreme you know it's still a rap-rock war (That's right) Mix the cain right That's wut the smokers fiend for Lord, forgive me for I have sinned I still chipped the nigga and walk off with a grin My kids is thirsty they'll merk ya They'll hurt ya They'll dirt ya They'll work ya (They'll work ya) Overkill ya (Overkill ya) And fill yo' ass up with 100 muhfuckin' shots [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] I don't know What u didn't heard But where I'm from U might get served U might shoot back U might get cracked U might do life but That's just that 'cause We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Yeah, we gangbangin', 9 double O 59 [?], NY City L.A. is were we bang Niggas know wut it is Disrespect a Smith and Wesson catch a hole to ya wig Got love from blue rags (Rags) Ride with my red rags (Rags) If u got a problem with that u get yo toe tagged (Woo) Look, I'm down for my turf (Turf) Steady puttin' in work (Work) Better watch what u say (Say) Ge yo' face on a shirt (Shirt) Look, I'm strapped when I ride (Ride) See the gats to my right (Right) Fully auto loaded, if u don't bust back then u die (Die) I react when I'm high (High) See the red from my eyes (Eyes) All my goons is thirsty, they kill for the piece of the pie (Pie) This is not a surprise (Surprise) Nigga, this how we live (Yes) Rivals poppin' they lips Then we pop in them clips [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] I don't know Wut u done heard But where I'm from U might get served U might shoot back U might get cracked U might do life but That's just that cause We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' [Verse 3: Glasses Malone] Woo, yeah, uhuh, then what we do, man, yeah, yeah, yah, uh, haha, from the West Side to [?], the Mad Ass Blue Vision, nigga I'm a Mad Ass Eastside BG ridah (Ridah) And fuck any trick who don't like it (Fuck 'em) Bet they faint when they see the heat I ride with (Bet) Guarantee ya leave these snitch niggas silenced (Yeah) So who u side with? (Who?) We better get along If u don't get it right I gotta do u wrong (Wrong) That's the code of the streets, shit, they been the same (Been the same) And I live by the code and we keep it gang (Yeah) Can't pass the class of life unless u cheatin', mane (You can't) And niggas ain't give me passes when they see the Range (Hell no) They let they heaters aim, ride up on the side of me (What up?) That type of shit bring the Southern Street up out of me (Haha) They try to leave yo' nigga wetter than pastrami meat (Hell yeah) And so I pull triggas, give these fakes lobotomies (Grrah!) 'Cause I'm a ridah, babe (Ridah) With a lot of change (Change) And enough juice to turn u fuckas into rotta-mane [Outro: Nipsey Hussle] We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin' We gangbangin'