
时间:2016-05-17
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Gangland (Explicit) - The Underachievers
Lyrics by:Akeem Joseph/Marlon Fung
Composed by:Ronald Spence Jr.
Stuff a 22 in my shoe
My n***as out here never lack
Watching hulu with your *****
With me she kick back and relax
I smoke **** she do the smack
Ronny J produced the track
N***a all about my karma
You do action we react
I bet these n***as ***** tell them watch they mouth
I send them n***as to your crib like **** your couch
These ******* ******* for the fame and for the clout
That's why we steady stacking like we in the drought
I N D I G O set
We to jungle **** the feds
Take your shot and try your best
We aim at heads yeah **** yo vests
Texas hold 'em by the neck
We don't lose now place your bets
**** you fools and **** yourselves
We break the rules don't follow steps
I get my n***as they gone let them know
Don't test the bros
N***as paper looking minimal
We getting more
N***as talk like they gone see me though
They layin low
Bet that n***a let that semi go
Now hit the flow
God**n
These n***as shooting in my city
Gotta keep that thang up with me
Even cops is ******* with it god**n
I keep a couple ******* wit me
I don't hang around wit n***as
Unless they getting money wit me
Yeah we started from the back
Now we tour around the map
Pull up on a n***a
Bet he gone get left right where he at
Now it's 350 a sack
I blow **** 'til I collapse
Every night I say I quit
But every morning I relapse
Blue handkerchief n***a gangland
All my n***as know it's gang bang
AK he be on the same thing
Took some ************ know my brain changed
Young rebellin money on my melon
**** we never managed now they see it
Soaking panties when they see him
In designer every season
Smoking on the finest
Bad ******* ride them all year
Feel like perfect timing
Homie get enlightened 'cause the truth inside you aww yeah
No new friends just investors
Had to lose the stress bring the pressure
Getting alot of pressure 'cause ain't precious
But I'm the ******* best my confession
When the nine sprays hold it sideways
Showing no face can't arrest us
So there's no case had to change ways
Find the lightwaves like tesla
Throw the pen down like a wrestler
I collect the cheese mozzarella
The scripture says I'm illa
Your frequencies ****ed n***a
I hit she screaming falsetto
AK she love in the middle
Only way you n***as trap is the mental
Boy you local and my game continental
Told you once we don't play that my n***a
Pay you twice we put a grave on that n***a
Crypt reserver got your name on it
Swerving and took her brain up off her
God**n
These n***as shooting in my city
Gotta keep that thang up in me
Even cops is ******* with it god**n
I keep a couple ******* wit me
I don't hang around wit n***as
Unless they getting money wit me
Yeah we started from the back
Now we tour around the map
Pull up on a n***a
Bet he gone get left right where he at
Now it's 350 a sack
I blow **** 'til I collapse
Every night I say I quit
But every morning I relapse