Young Nudy, Peewee Longway - Shootem Up Bang lyrics

Long (I'm on that bullshit)
Longway, Longway
Guillotine, what it do, nigga?
Fuck nigga shit in Tune, what it do, nigga?
Longway Longway, bitch

Lookin' to the left and
My left wrist flooded
Lookin' to the right and
Your whole clique dirty
Tryna start a fight and
My whole clique thuggin'
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang
Whole clique gangbang
Throwin' up the same thing
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang
Hundred-fifty for a chain
Youngin thirsty for a stain
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang

Dark black Cartiers like I'm Johnny Cage


(Longway Johnny Cage)
Thuggin' in the mosh-pit, all we do is rage
Chopper got some dumb kick
Spray 'em like some Raid
Pocket look like phonebook, blue, yellow page
Diamonds look like lasers when I'm
Jumpin' on the stage (HD)
I was super faded when
I interviewed with Fader (Hella geeked)
Got some lightning babies
All they need is jumper cables
Trap nominated, I was sellin' bales of sage
(Trap, trap) lookin' to my right
I see a clique full of fugazi
(Fufu ass niggas)
Rock pasta, I sell a brick in Palm Angels
Top shotta, Wayne Wayne
Know some thirsty niggas
They go gremlin for your chain
When we bite, bitch
We put venom in your vein
I got homies in the chain gang
Say sinnin' ain't a thing
Once you spin it one time
Better spin it once again
Got the Glock-45 with the fifty on the end
In the '63 coupe with the
Stick inside the Benz
That's a hundred more shots
Call forensic in this bitch
When it's fresh up out the doc
Them bricks like dentals in this bitch
I been known my face good
I use credentials on the shit
I'm a trapper turned rapper and
I used to hit licks
When I'm goin' for the sack
I'ma use the hit stick
When I'm thuggin' with the MAC
I trick-or-treat like Bushwick
I make slaps just like I'm Fabo
Wake up on that bullshit longway, bitch

Lookin' to the left and
My left wrist flooded
Lookin' to the right and
Your whole clique dirty
Tryna start a fight and
My whole clique thuggin'
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang
Whole clique gangbang
Throwin' up the same thing
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang
Hundred-fifty for a chain
Youngin thirsty for a stain
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang

All I do is gangbang, bloods 'round me
Nigga play with slime
Leave him bloody in the street
I don't do that talkin' when
It come to the beef
You know I'm from the East Side, I'm so PDE
I pull up on them niggas
Catch 'em on the front street
Catch your ass while you eatin'
Then I shoot through your teeth
I ain't with that talkin'
Need to hush your mouth
Have them gangsters pull up
Shoot your mama house up
Y'all niggas talkin'
Y'all be doin' a lot of that
Doin' a lot of that
I know y'all niggas really rats
Pull up in the 'Cat
You know a cat gon' eat a rat (yeah)
All that snitchin' shit
You know we puttin' an end to that
(You know that)
That tough shit, you know we get rid of that
You were real gangster like a minute ago
Pulled up on you, you ain't gangster no more
Now you wanna be friendly, but
We shootin' at your door, huh
Anyway, that the end of that
Pull up where them niggas at
They don't want none of that
All that kickback shit
We shootin' up all of that
They must ain't told you, man
You beefin' with a grown man
I don't play, dawg, shit get real
Call of Duty guns when I'm in the field
And I paid niggas, pull up just to kill
Hah, ayy, I got money nigga (I got it)

Lookin' to the left and
My left wrist flooded
Lookin' to the right and
Your whole clique dirty
Tryna start a fight and
My whole clique thuggin'
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang
Whole clique gangbang
Throwin' up the same thing
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang
Hundred-fifty for a chain
Youngin thirsty for a stain
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, shoot 'em, bang