Drill Gang

ANGELLACIENCIA on the beat
ANGELLACIENCIA
21
Yeah
Yeah

Look
Yo I'm on fire
Huh
Run around with that Rarri
Yeah
I just passed ya
Fack you up with my tire
Huh
Shot right through ya
Big boy with that chopper
I'm not tired
Where I'm from
We don't give up
Ah
Yo I'm on fire
Run around with that rarri
Yeah
I just passed ya
Fack you up with my tire
Huh
Shot right through ya
Big boy with that chopper
I'm not tired
Where I'm from
We don't give up
Yeah

Everything now days is mixed up
Got dirt on your hand
Go and clean it up
Got some against me
Better speak up
Drop my name on the floor
Ima pick it up
Ima shake it up
Ima wipe it up
Do my dance on your head
Call it hip hop
Back flip on u fools
You can cheer up
You got some to say
Then speak up
Tranna take care of everybody
Now I feel like the man of steel
I could run up in a bank
And pull put my gun
Like nikkas what's the deal
I'll leave a legacy
A really good one
And that will be real
They say they look up to me
So I feel really tall like Shaquille O'Neil
Before
I go
I will let them know
And when
I'm gone
I'll make sure they remember me
My name
My life
Always gonna be known
And guess what
I ain't gonna stop this
Till the death of me

Yo I'm on fire
Huh
Run around with that Rarri
Yeah
I just passed ya
Fack you up with my tire
Huh
Shot right through ya
Big boy with that chopper
I'm not tired
Where I'm from
We don't give up
Ah
Yo I'm on fire
Run around with that Rarri
Yeah
I just passed ya
Fack you up with my tire
Huh
Shot right through ya
Big boy with that chopper
I'm not tired
Where I'm from
We don't give up
Yeah

I don't give up
I just keep up
Doesn't matter how fast
Ima keep up
Wanna meet me at the top
Cuz I've been up
Come and get a drink
Sip it like a Syrup
You might choke on it
My nikka that's a hiccup
I use my hands and my feet like a cyclope
My third eye in the middle Like a cyclope
So I see everything like a cyclope
No timeout
Got no timeout
I'm just working through the day
Till the lights out
Don't you tranna fall asleep
You get knocked out
I got bullets in my pockets
For the blood out
One shot to your head
Get your lights out
All your gang disappears
You get left out
That's a die out
And a wipe out
Many bullets in the air that just flying out
From the south
Growing up we don't chill out
We get ready when it's time
We just come out
Time for what
Don't you ask It's a shootout
Time for what
Don't you ask It's a shootout
Better hide in when
You know that we're driving by
SRT with the gang
When we're gonna slide
SRT with the gang
When we're gonna slide

POO!

Yo I'm on fire
Huh
Run around with that Rarri
Yeah
I just passed ya
Fack you up with my tire
Huh
Shot right through ya
Big boy with that chopper
I'm not tired
Where I'm from
We don't give up
Ah
Yo I'm on fire
Run around with that Rarri
Yeah
I just passed ya
Fack you up with my tire
Huh
Shot right through ya
Big boy with that chopper
I'm not tired
Where I'm from
We don't give up
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Ghalil Einstein
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