Bngkdng

Somebody better hold me back
I'm 'bout four five seconds
Homie I'm a spazz
Can't believe these niggas really chose to rap man
We finna show up in ya culdesac (Gang)

Dirty ass jits comin' straight from the street
Runnin' bands up every day of the week
Look our ass up you gon' see Killver Creek
Look the fam up you gon' see your OG's
Nigga I been destined for this shit since I was youngin'
Call me Tavis Nick Cannon cause my 30 cal drummin' (Set)

Bangkadang dang
It's a gang set thang
Mob on a bitch make his chain go away
Bangkadang dang
It's a gang set thang
Mob on a bitch make his chain go away
J to the face till my brain go away
Play with Lil Tav and then Tre going cray
Bangkadang dang
It's a gang set thang
Mob on a bitch make his chain go away (Match)

Rob that nigga like a liquor store
Actin' like he ain't been hit before
Why you comin' at me iffy for
I got 54 clips
Get deformed

Ya face doesn't look so well
Got you placed in a case
In a space with a tombstone there
You a waste of the space that you take
In the place that you stay
Boy go make you some moves somewhere

Hit 'em with a brick like he Chris Breezy
Then I stomp that yard this shit easy
Wrist Goyard got yo bitch queasy
When I hit go yard like K Jeezy
That's Ken Griff
Smokin 10 Spliffs
All up in the boof
Who wanna shoot?
Bitch we got guns
100 round drum if a nigga act dumb
My niggas ain't one to back down from a scrum
We got hands and they work
Run you for them vans and your bands and your shirt
Could open up a school off these bands sellin work
All them kids throwin hands
Blowin grams and a port

It's a hands on school it's a hands on school
It's a hands on school it's a hands on school
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' start a fight
It's a hands on school it's a hands on school
It's a hands on school it's a hands on school
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' start a fight
Nigga we gon' throw some rights
You the shit that I don't like
I'm a lick a nigga life
Sensei have ya face splitting like its sprite
Tavis trained to go when you getting in his sight
Gang Set Match mean we getting really high

I get stoned like a witch
In the bando throwin' bones with a trick
Got the bussdown stone cold on my wrist
And I just killed ya hoe she throatin my dick
Filling up my dutchy
Wit an eighth of that puffy
Keep a milli in my duffy
'Case the police wanna touch me

Gang to the set to the match ooo
Tre didn't came to relax dude
Tav say he came with the strap too
Please don't make him prove if thats true

I'm still Lil Tavis Nick Cannon
Good for the cut like a bandage
Crash with the game no bandit
Run off the plug was hannenin'

Gang to the set to the match ooo
Tre didn't came to relax dude
Tav say he came with the strap too
Please don't make him prove if thats true

I'm still Lil Tavis Nick Cannon
Good for the cut like a bandage
Crash with the game no bandit
Run off the plug was hannenin'

Gang to the set to the match ooo
Tre didn't came to relax dude
Tav say he came with the strap too
Please don't make him prove if thats true



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Writer(s): Gavin Dixon
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