Gang Land
Fuck the police
Let's go
We be all in black like it's gang
I'm from the badlands nigga we Decepticons
Calling shots in ma hood like I'm Megatron
Ain't nobody messing with the gang cause we throwing blades
Do it on a Daily nigga we ain't taking shifts
At the corner store we posted with the bad gang
Smokin' weed with a pipe we see 12 dash
Run fast pick pace like a NASCAR flash
Chilling on a sofa sipping Nescafe
That's a lotta capping I be posted with the gang
Run fast Ace at your back with an axe
He gon chop like a log you better your mouth
All I see is hate in his we must be winning
Catch me with no frosted flakes this ain't my time
A 5 point 2 chain now you cappin' digits
You need Mr Cakes in your life mathematics
I got Glocks in my hood nigga up for rentals
You better brace your vitals
This ain't no game of catch nigga I'm a rich stoner
Nigga we from gonna make wrist sore
Catch you acting blind we gon feed you to the slimes
Nigga in a chicken costume where the fuckin nuggets
Now you acting funny with that Glock in your head
You better call 12 ain't no help pick up
All you do is fuck up, can you shut the fuck up
We be all in black like it's gang
I'm from the badlands nigga we Decepticons
Calling shots in ma hood like I'm Megatron
Ain't nobody messing with the gang cause we throwing blades
Do it on a Daily nigga we ain't taking shifts
At the corner store we posted with the bad gang
Smokin weed with a pipe we see 12 dash
Run fast pick pace like a NASCAR flash
Let's go
We be all in black like it's gang
I'm from the badlands nigga we Decepticons
Calling shots in ma hood like I'm Megatron
Ain't nobody messing with the gang cause we throwing blades
Do it on a Daily nigga we ain't taking shifts
At the corner store we posted with the bad gang
Smokin' weed with a pipe we see 12 dash
Run fast pick pace like a NASCAR flash
Chilling on a sofa sipping Nescafe
That's a lotta capping I be posted with the gang
Run fast Ace at your back with an axe
He gon chop like a log you better your mouth
All I see is hate in his we must be winning
Catch me with no frosted flakes this ain't my time
A 5 point 2 chain now you cappin' digits
You need Mr Cakes in your life mathematics
I got Glocks in my hood nigga up for rentals
You better brace your vitals
This ain't no game of catch nigga I'm a rich stoner
Nigga we from gonna make wrist sore
Catch you acting blind we gon feed you to the slimes
Nigga in a chicken costume where the fuckin nuggets
Now you acting funny with that Glock in your head
You better call 12 ain't no help pick up
All you do is fuck up, can you shut the fuck up
We be all in black like it's gang
I'm from the badlands nigga we Decepticons
Calling shots in ma hood like I'm Megatron
Ain't nobody messing with the gang cause we throwing blades
Do it on a Daily nigga we ain't taking shifts
At the corner store we posted with the bad gang
Smokin weed with a pipe we see 12 dash
Run fast pick pace like a NASCAR flash
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Writer(s): Kanyè Jnr
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