Gvng Signs

Lyrics

[Hook] Keep it one-hundred, we runnin' the streets and they love it [?], throw up the deuce, we stay with the beats They say that we throwin' the gang signs (that's right) They say that we throwin' the gang signs (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin', nah [Verse 1] Everybody wanna be a gangster, 'till the gangsters here Surf Gvng in the building And everybody wanna be a Christian 'till the boys on the block here chillin' But, [?] up, and we still screamin' Jesus Lord, Lord Jesus Hallelujah Lord Jesus Jehova Nissi be my banner Trustin' the blood, and I'm eatin' his manna Dressed in all black with that all black bandana Come from the bottom [?] Tell them we did it for God Tell them we did it for love Tell them we come from the hood Dreadlocks be feeling like wool Jesus of Nazareth, runnin' with savages Feelin' like Moses, dissin' these choppers surrounding me Hands in the air, they be risin', they feelin' like [?] But homie we feelin' lit La familia, familiar with Calvary They say if I fall, they promise they carry me [Hook] Keep it one-hundred, we runnin' the streets and they love it [?], throw up the deuce, we stay with the beats They say that we throwin' the gang signs They say that we throwin' the gang signs Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin', nah [Verse 2] Christian rap and I claim I'm Covered in blood and we come from the mud Relate to their speakin', that's how I came up 207, Everyday's nothin' [?] Countin' up cause they jealous [?] by the [?] on that next flip Christians love it, and the gangstas [?], but got skater surf and we lit [?], soul searchin' here [?] (Why you [?] streets when the streets don't love us back) Cause we come from the bottom, them boys that got nothin' But a dirty Glock, and [?] [?], young hitters don't know how to act I pray for 'em, everyday for 'em, Lord please make a way for 'em Smoking them trees and they don't know whatsup Homie on lean and then mama gave up Street's all they got, so the street's [?] Shots fired, these bodies droppin' [?] gotta do something, [?] young King Carter Runnin' them streets and we keep it a hundred Surf Gvng on err'thang On err'thang isn't nothing Nothin' On err'thang isn't nothing Nothin' [Hook] Keep it one-hundred, we runnin' the streets and they love it [?], throw up the deuce, we stay with the beats They say that we throwin' the gang signs They say that we throwin' the gang signs Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Nah [Outro] (Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin') Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' (Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin') Keep my hands high, I ain't worried 'bout you frontin' Nah