
lecrae, miles minnick, tommy zuko, cj emulous & yelohill - gang كلمات أغنية
[intro: lecrae]
k_k_kato on the track b—
look, ayy
[verse 1: lecrae]
i’m a go_getter, i’m a no_quitter with it (hm)
when i’m pitchin’, i’m a no_hitter with it (mm_hm)
known figure, i’m a cold spitter, no liquor
see these blow snippers out here showin’ off they gold diggers
see me slidin’ from the bay, goin’ down to daygo
it’s tommy zuko bumpin’ in that portofino
i’m on the block but got the spirit with me, they know
them mexicanos show me love, they say, “he bueno” (sheesh)
and i ain’t braggin’, i’m as dirty as they come
neck and wrist is full of diamonds, but i got ’em out that mud
i got homies steady crippin’, but i’m covered in that blood
i tell ’em god love ’em, i ain’t tryna be they judgе
sock him up and pop him up, and put him in a blender
mess around out hеre and get returned to sender
opps is on my bumper, got the devil on my fender
but if i take an l, i’m still gon’ be a winner, gang, gang
[chorus: lecrae]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
once you in, ain’t no backin’ out this thing
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
all in ’til i pop up out that grave
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
once you in, ain’t no backin’ out this thing
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
christlike, ain’t no smug up on my name
[verse 2: miles minnick]
ayy, i’ma slide with the gang
forty_five people rollin’ deep backstage
tell coach_lla i’ma need some more passes
hand full of x_y, yins, and my pastor
this the mainstream minnick, boy, i schooled y’all
the only one with eighty team members on a zoom call (ayy, ayy)
thought i was a regular rapper? okay, i fooled y’all
god only sent me here so i could introduce y’all
are you livin’ for the lord? man, of course
got the whole gang mad, well then, quick, give me that torch (ah)
i’ve been stamped by the lord, been endorsed (yeah)
if you tryna get put on, better tap into that source (ah)
i’m just tryna be god’s gift to the earth (ah, earth)
i just took a trip to the turf (ah, turf)
yes, i’m covered in the blood like i’m merc’ed
x_a_d, we just brought the crips to the church
[chorus: miles minnick & lecrae]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
once you in, ain’t no backin’ out this thing
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
christlike, ain’t no smug up on my name
[verse 3: yelohill]
i found god and got right
it ain’t no mystery, yelo got stripes
i ain’t gon’ lie, i be sinnin’ all the time
but it’s cool, i got lecrae and miles minnick on my side, ayy
psalms 14: verse 10, you can’t judge your friend
so if i slip and mess up, just give me a hand
obeyed god, then i made a couple hunnid bands
two hunnid, three hunnid, four hunnid, you don’t understand
racin’ in the whip, bumpin’ kirk franklin
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m fabricated, i’m still activated
what would you do if you was me and you was frustrated
without a family and a home, i was g_ngb_ngin’
[chorus: lecrae]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
once you in, ain’t no backin’ out this thing
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
christlike, ain’t no smug up on my name
[verse 4: cj emulous]
ayy, brought my pennies to the church ’cause we live the bible
heard the gospel, shed his tear when he was at the altar
my crip partner love god but still live by rivals
god workin’ on his heart, for now he crip_tecostal
really in the field lovin’ sinners, we ain’t lovin’ sin
man, i hope you taste this pain like a bl__dy lip
who said he judgin’ must be feelin’ like you the savior
they just lookin’ for the father, lord, crawl to ’em later
[verse 4: tommy zuko]
i said the gang in this thing ’round here
made new, not a stain in this thing ’round here
ayy, who would’ve thought from struggle bus to how it’s supposed to be?
that bag come in like help your mom bring in them groceries
homie, please correct your step before i flex, for real
lord told me to speak that life, somehow i’m dressed to k!ll
couple artists sold they soul for a record deal
then all of that for us to never play your record still
[chorus: lecrae]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
once you in, ain’t no backin’ out this thing
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
all in ’til i pop up out that grave
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
once you in, ain’t no backin’ out this thing
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
christlike, ain’t no smug up on my name
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