Izze The Producer, AD, Lil Durk, DC Young Fly - Gangland lyrics

[Izze The Producer, AD, Lil Durk, DC Young Fly - Gangland lyrics]

I’m the man, my young niggas ain’t playing
They shoot him for free, ain’t got to pay em
I’m the man, pull up on me I'ma blam
And I say I’m from the land
Gangland, Gangland gangland, Gangland
Gangland, Gangland gangland, Gangland

Popped a motherfucker to the brain
Westside Errb, 2 C’s with a bang
Chucking up them fingers, lil nigga
What you claim? You a demonstration if you
Hating when you play black on Blue doe'
See the bloods in the city say I’m
Cali thuggin’
We be hanging out the two doors
Two shots, bumping 2Pac, give me two knots
And I’m cool now no lie, it was go time
Little homies run up on you, give you Botox
Leave you with a, four five with a nine
Bam, going ham
Leave his mama screaming oh my
Pussy nigga you a man for nothing
Fuck where you from
You don’t stand for nothing
Super bad when they talking to the cops
Motherfuck the ops on the block
We ain’t playing
Imma slow it down, let me switch the flow
So y’all can understand what I’m spitting
No, fuck that, I buck tracks
Real rap from the land where the pump crack
Right here where it started
See our spitters so retarded
RIP your favorite artist
Leave him dead in the party
Been getting cocky for a minute
Had to drop the dead weight
Kind of stocky for a minute
Put some diamonds in my watch
Playing hockey for a minute
Tryna stop me knuckle up, been
Playing Rocky for a minute, nigga!

I’m the man, my young niggas ain’t playing
They shoot him for free, ain’t got to pay em
I’m the man, pull up on me I'ma blam
And I say I’m from the land
Gangland, Gangland gangland, Gangland
Gangland, Gangland gangland, Gangland

Aw shit, boy, you don’t want them problems
At your house
Woods surrounded by them choppers
I’m by myself
You tried to get me with your partner
You ain't know I had some under
The shirt ready to stop ya
This is not Instagram, you will get killed
A couple of goons, a couple of clips
We hitting up everything, bodies gon 'flip
You niggas be playing, you not with the shit
Until you be laying and stinking in shit
You fuck with my niggas, you lay in the ditch
We pulling out choppers and
Slanging that shit
You barely can breathe, you thinking and shit
Your body parts everywhere, hanging and shit
You thought it was all fun
And games in this bitch
You found out my nigga Buck in this bitch
Y’all niggas be flexing
You lame in this bitch
We taking y’all hoes so we came in this bitch
That’s what you get for claiming that bitch
See you the video, banging this bitch
You thanking that nigga
Don’t pay me for shit hold up, chill out
My niggas in this bitch, and they wild
Fuck up, get shot
Ha ha, my niggas, man we mob

I’m the man, my young niggas ain’t playing
They shoot him for free, ain’t got to pay em
I’m the man, pull up on me I'ma blam
And I say I’m from the land
Gangland, Gangland gangland, Gangland
Gangland, Gangland gangland, Gangland

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