Lud Foe, Cago Leek, Lil Durk - Gang Shit lyrics

[Lud Foe, Cago Leek, Lil Durk - Gang Shit lyrics]

Gang Gang Gang gang Gang
Aye foe'nem
Gang out west shit nigga
You know how we rocking nigga
Get yo guns up, Get yo funds up
You on that opp shit, Get mop-sticked bitch
Straight gang shit

I'm a young dope selling with a felon
Riding round with Mac 11's
I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope
Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke
Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
I'm a young dope selling with a felon
Riding round with Mac 11's
I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope
Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke
Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

Slipped my Glock in the club, I'm an asshole
Put the one-thousand dollar shoes
In yo asshole
I'm colorblind but still see the money
If I was blind folded you wanna go to war
Better be careful bout what you ask for
We do drive-by's
Doing high speeds in a Lambo i got mob ties
You know it's shooters in Chicago
I been getting money fucking theses bitches
That just the motto
Dread heads come full of guns, Wherever I go
(Gang)
I'm selling dope, I gotta get my bread right
We catch a opp
Leave his ass dead at the red light
Red bone and she super thick
And her head right
Fucked her twice but I kicked her out
She can't spend the night (Gang)

I'm a young dope selling with a felon
Riding round with Mac 11's
I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope
Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke
Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
I'm a young dope selling with a felon
Riding round with Mac 11's
I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope
Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke
Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

20-12 I got signed, Bought some tommy guns
Imma take him out his shoes
Thats what robbers done
Last nigga snatched my chain
Bro nem chopped him up
You could never DJ Nate me
Boy we sparking something
We gon park where they spin the block
And meet me back
I lost Nuski caught his opps, I needed that
I sold dope, sold coke, Never sold guns
And I'm only throwing hundreds
I don't need ones
Call Seven he fron 600, Thats spartan 2 times
Drill something then go watch twitter
Lookin like who died
Glock on me that hold 30, Thats European sigh
Turn't rocking Balmains, Ain't rocking Levis

I'm a young dope selling with a felon
Riding round with Mac 11's
I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope
Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke
Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat
I'm a young dope selling with a felon
Riding round with Mac 11's
I ain't no a job so I robbed and sell dope
Her boyfriend mad I get guap and he broke
Sawed off shotty right up under my peacoat

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