LP Rambo - Zoo lyrics

Everybody banging, everybody hanging
Don't try nobody patience
Everybody dangerous
Everybody slanging, so everybody banking
Everybody ganging, we're body craving
Everywhere you go they popping
Everywhere they robbing
These niggas ain't got no father
So they we don't see a problem
Where I'm from it's bodies dropping
Ain't even see a doctor
Everybody toating 223s for they problem

Who is that, in that black
Jag, with that red mask, and that blue flag
That's the crew man
What they gonna do when, they start shooting
30 boppas moving fuck up out the zoo man
Get the fuck up out the zoo bitch
If you ain't used to this then
Fuck you better move quick
Nigga sit down you not bout to move shit
I got wounds on my body from this zoo shit
I'm going deep, all in the
Streets, throw me a One, i'm throwing 3
She showing me, we ain't gone
Say, you better check, her loyalty
I am a King, I'm royalty, I'm blowing gas
I'm blowing tree
You tryna jump, I'm rolling deep
I got a blunt, i'm rolling 3
Come to Chiraq, look on the street
You ain't gone see what you wanna see
Take your ass back, nigga be cool
Or into the ground where you gonna be
I'm on whatever, hands or guns
It's gonna be what you let it be
Hollows or what, popping or what
It's gonna be what you let it be

Everybody banging, everybody hanging
Don't try nobody patience
Everybody dangerous
Everybody slanging, so everybody banking
Everybody ganging, we're body craving
Everywhere you go they popping
Everywhere they robbing
These niggas ain't got no father
So they we don't see a problem
Where I'm from it's bodies dropping
Ain't even see a doctor
Everybody toating 223s for they problem

Everybody toating 223s for they problem
All his niggas gonna gas him
Up 'till we drop him
Yea it's all fun and games
Until a nigga spot him
Yea it's all money gang till
Them niggas rob him
Everybody toating, Everybody blowing
Everybody grip they tool when
They see commotion
You a sherm ass nigga, Everybody know it
If I pull out this AR everybody going
Heaven or Hell, spraying them shells
Ring like a bell, what is that smell
That is a body, he don't look
Well, he starting to swell, yea we can tell
Cut off his head
Then it get mailed to the rest of
His niggas we giving em Hell
Better not yell, better not tell
Yea he was running, now his ass fell
Stain Gang, that is the clique
Look at my wrist, that is legit
Look at the bulge, it ain't my
Dick, that be the glick, try being slick
We in the vip, we got
A thick, bitch over here, she moving quick
She doing shit, she for the gang, so try her
She do your shit

Everybody banging, everybody hanging
Don't try nobody patience
Everybody dangerous
Everybody slanging, so everybody banking
Everybody ganging, we're body craving
Everywhere you go they popping
Everywhere they robbing
These niggas ain't got no father
So they we don't see a problem
Where I'm from it's bodies dropping
Ain't even see a doctor
Everybody toating 223s for they problem