Martin Jones - Gang Music lyrics

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Martin Jones - Gang Music lyrics

[Intro: SeaOhDeeWhy] Yo, did Cody mix this joint? (Rxkz) [Chorus: RJLDiablo] Ayy, shoot at your figure, I pull on the trigger I'ma get ya, little b*tch You know that I'm sicker, there's no need to bicker And I bet that, little b*tch I'm rhymin', I'm rhymin', I call that good timin' Might spray your block up, b*tch I'm shinin', I'm shinin', boy, you eat these bullets, you dinin' You dyin', so su*k on my co*k, b*tch [Verse 1: RJLDiablo & Poly/Mono] Shoot your block up at a time, there's no need to cry But you need to hide, the bullets divide They go in your eyes, they make mamas cry Bad b*tch from Dubai, we make an opp say goodnight You are now listening to Lunar Starshine 2039 Ayy, we send that lil' boy to Heaven Yeah, yeah, we got the car revvin' Yeah, yеah, been rapping since elevеn Nah, nah, since I was seven I was home alone, no Kevin, fu*k an opp up, cheff him You play rugby, you got cauli', I've been listening to Don Tollie That boy an opp, boy, fu*k the cops Man, fu*k your pops, I shoot a lot I'm on that gang sh*t, I'm here to bang sh*t If a pussy want the smoke we'll leave him hangin' Boy, we might strangle him [Chorus: RJLDiablo] Ayy, shoot at your figure, I pull on the trigger I'ma get ya, little b*tch You know that I'm sicker, there's no need to bicker And I bet that, little b*tch I'm rhymin', I'm rhymin', I call that good timin' Might spray your block up, b*tch I'm shinin', I'm shinin', boy, you eat these bullets, you dinin' You dyin', so su*k on my co*k, b*tch [Bridge: RJLDiablo] And they all called me a pussy but I got here They all said I wouldn't make it but I got here And I'm posted in the crib, boy, ain't no thots here I gotta focus on the money, boy, I won't stop here [Verse 2: DJ Martin Jones] [Chorus: RJLDiablo] Ayy, shoot at your figure, I pull on the trigger I'ma get ya, little b*tch You know that I'm sicker, there's no need to pick up And I bet that, little b*tch I'm rhymin', I'm rhymin', I call that good timin' Might spray your block up, b*tch I'm shinin', I'm shinin', boy, you eat these bullets, you dinin' You dyin', so su*k on my co*k, b*tch [Outro: RJLDiablo & Ray J] Yeah (R.J. Diablo, man, you know what it is)