Gangsta Pat - n***a's I Hang Wit lyrics

Published

0 212 0

Gangsta Pat - n***a's I Hang Wit lyrics

[Gangsta Pat talking] [Verse 1] We be the baddest motherf**ers on the block, wreckin' shop Makin' hoes drop they a** and these big bodies drop The cream of the f**in' crop, we be soakin' like a f**in' mop Crooked as a f**in' cop and we never gonna stop Slangin' rocks out out socks and our pistols co*ked Thinkin' when we plot On these motherf**ers, money on the table You can label us as gangstas, pimps, and k**ers Thug, chronic demons, Crown and Moet sippers Bumpin' out the frame bringin' street pain to busters Then Hell take us under, we be mobbin' cause we rugged n***as I hang with down with 187, 211's And our minds is f** the world cause we not half steppin' Some of us got P.O. some of us on parole All of us takin' tolls, in control so behold Life is the lyrical of murder, hit where it hurts These n***as I hang with like these b**hes but money first [Hook x2] These are the n***as that I hang with (Hang with) These are the n***as that I bang with (Bang with) These are the n***as that I slang with (Slang with) These are the n***as that I'm in a gang with (Gang with) [Verse 2] If you n***as ain't scared, throw yo hood in the air It's Mr Loo, I'm coming through with the braids in my hair The Blackhaven zone, where n***as smoke every day I from Little Rock but I'm in Memphis tryin' to get money man We on a mission tryin' to come up to that million spot But how the hell we gonna do it with these hatin' a** cops Including these b**h a** n***as, I'm down to k** you all Come to these South Coast hustlers and get that b**h a** tossed Take a walk on my side, ya punk a** might not survive I'm a die hard n***a and ready for the hoo ride Day and night, we can slide and handle low down business On my life, I blast I can't leave no witness See picture this, the n***as that I hang with They take no bullsh**, and ain't afraid to empty out a full clip sh**, you better try to get a grip Need something on ya hip, f** with these n***as that I hang with [Hook x2] [Verse 3] I'm in the back of the box, bustin' at b**h n***as in my path Disrespect my click, we resortin' to blood bath In yo neighborhood, corruptin' ya block with them glocks And I'm thick as the plot, die hard lickin' them shots f** n***as gotta duck when we bust ain't no missin' We aiming point blank range and got you cowards pissin' In ya pants, tak a chance, violate Watch us diolate With these drive by's and homicides in ya eyes Can't you recognize, we for real so what's the deal The more that the rap get real, the more that these cats can feel I thinkin' perhaps you feel you can get some Teflon bullets through the jaw quick You know that I am with some Murder crosses my mind, my hand touches my nine Got n***as rushin' for cover, b**hes rushin' us fine Our hidin' spot, the sh** don't stop and we gon' continue Comin' we buck with some f**ed n***as on the menu [Hook x2]