Nipsey Hussle - We Gangbangin lyrics

[Hook: Nipsey Hussle] I don't know, Wut u done heard, But were 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 gang bangin [x8] [Coby Supreme:] 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 the door, Don't forget to grab the strap off the dressor, n***a Supreme u konw it's still a rap rock war, That's mix the cain right, That's wut the smokers fiend for, Lord forgive me for I have sin, I still chipped the n***a 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, Over k** ya, And fill yo a** up with 100 muhf**in shots, [Hook: Nipsey Hussle] I don't know, Wut u done heard, But were 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 gang bangin [x8] [Jay Rock:] L.A. is were we bang, n***as know wut it is, Disrespect a smith and wesson catch a whole to ya wig, Got love from blue rags, Ride with my red rags, If u got a problem with that u get yo toe tagged, Look I'm down for my turf, Steady puttin in work, Better watch what u say, Ge yo face on a shirt, Look I'm strapped when I ride, See the gats in my ride, Fully auto loaded if u don't bust back then u die, I react when I'm high, See the red from my eyes, All my goons is thirsty they k** for the piece of the pie, This is not a surprise, n***a this how we live, Rivals poppin they lips, Then we pop in a clip [Hook: Nipsey Hussle] I don't know, Wut u done heard, But were 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 gang bangin [x8] [G. Malone:] I'm a mad a** eastside BG ridah, And f** any trick who don't like it, Bet they faint when they see the heat I ride with, Guaranty ya leave these b**h n***as silenced, So who u side with, We better get along, If u don't get it right, I gotta do u wrong, That's the code of the streets sh** they been the same, And I live by the code and we keep the gang, Can't pa** the cla** of life unless u cheatin mane, And n***as ain't give me pa**es when they seen the range, They let the heaters aim ride up on the side of me, That type of sh** bring the southern street up out of me, They try to leave yo n***a wetter than pastrami meat, So I pull triggas give these fakes lobotomies, Cause I'm a ridah babe, With a lot of change, And enough juice to turn u f**as into rottamane [Nipsey Hussle:] We gang bangin [until end]