Lil Zay Osama - Go (feat. BabyDrill) lyrics

(Ayo, Tusk, you goin' crazy) Gang
Know how the fuck we rockin', man
Whole lot of gang members in this bitch
Nigga on foenem, you know how we comin', man
6300 Gang, man, OTF, all that
Gang, gang, gang

We ain't playin', when we say it's up
It's that all that mumblin' and bumpin'
Your gums, nigga, say it with your chest

12 turned the lights on
Turned them bitches off soon as I scratched
Now we headin' to that same block where
My dead opps got stretched, glah, glah

We ain't from out west, but we breed n#ggas
Come around me talkin' 'bout
Shit you murdered, we don't believe n#ggas

Niggas think they savage off that
Perc' and that lil' weed, hm?
One of my homies crossed me and caught
That coffin, I don't need n#ggas, gang

We the ones that's takin' shit and
Make them buy it back
We the ones that lay they belt and
Let them claim they caught the hat

All the opps gon' say they all CrossWestern
But who started that?
Seen the status, my opps said they gon'
Kill me and I hearted that, glah, glah
(Gang, gang)

In the county, n#ggas tuck tails 'cause
They can't fight one of my homies died, we
Ain't wait for shit, we out there same night

How you back with him and you know
He told? That shit ain't right
Don't be behind computers actin' gangster
Like you ain't nice

Dude died
Buddy got left when those shoes died
Nigga, Boom died, folks got hit up
Why they act like Tune died?

Rumors spread, ain't get shit took from me
Who told that news fried?
One of my opps died off a fake Perc', yeah
That's suicide

Yeah, nigga, go, uh nigga, go, uh
All my shorties go, uh nigga, go, go, uh
Nigga, go, uh nigga, hmm, hmm
Nigga, go, uh nigga, go, glah, uh
Get down, get down on the floor, uh
Go, go, nigga, get down on the floor
Nigga, go, go, go, go
All my shorties go, nigga, uh gang, gang

Huh, my stripper bitch had gave
Young bull the drop, we can't wait to spin
Lay up on that block from ten to two
Bet we catch our man (Gon' get him)

Niggas actin' gangster, but they pussy
All them n#ggas ran (B!tch-ass)
When it was time for war
They got put up 'cause all my n#ggas sprayin'

B!tch, we got more sticks inside
The whip than Taliban
B!tch, we mob on blocks with more
Drums than a marchin' band
Mr-hop-Out With That-Flrr, damn
That bitch done # again
Biggest opp inside the city
Kill your mans and pick up ten

Shit, shit
I'm smokin' # and movin' with this extra mag
(Woo) damn, you can't, would've turned that
Pussy boy into a strand, we call him "Dank"

Time is for death, if
He wouldn't have ducked
He would've got in the face
I ain't even got no opps
Them n#ggas dead like juju or KKK

(Nah, I ain't givin' no pass, nah)

When they free that bitch
Who claimin' that body, we gon' kill his ass
(Kill his ass)

When they free that bitch who
Claim he 'bout it, we gon' spin his ass
(Spin his ass)

When they free that bitch
Who caught that, shh, I'ma get his ass
(Damn)

Yeah, nigga, go, uh nigga, go, uh
All my shorties go, uh nigga, go, go, uh
Nigga, go, uh nigga, hmm, hmm
Nigga, go, uh nigga, go, glah, uh
Get down, get down on the floor, uh
Go, go, nigga, get down on the floor
Nigga, go, go, go, go
All my shorties go, nigga, uh gang, gang