Tariq (feat. Compten)

Real Gangstas yea they move in silence (Shhh)
Just look at the nigga Tariq
Young boi the plug and yea he a shooter but they don't even know his name in the streets
Yea we got the Uppers the Downers the Bud the Coke nigga just say what you need
If you a real nigga and all then why is they saying the you go and talk to police

When we get pulled over it's they ain't see shit I ain't say shit so nigga it ain't shit
Got killas around they be in trouble nigga they just getting off of probation
If you got beef wit us better be strapping up cause nigga we know your location
If I start scrapping my niggas they blasting don't even need to know the whole situation

Niggas debating niggas they hating they can't stand all of these hits that we making
Niggas be chasing niggas be aching they sick cause all of these bitches we taking
We all look like rappers we really just trappers nigga look at all of this bread that we breaking
Can't stand the cappers don't fuck with wrappers nigga look at all of these blunts that we facing

Nigga stop all of the actin we making it happen bitch nigga I know that you not bout that action
That nigga reaction when we caught his ass lacking we cut his ass up like we was subtracting
We cut by the fraction the money keep stacking cause all of these drugs the we packing
They said that I made it in rapping it's really the trapping they call me pop bandz cause the money I'm racking

You scared of Ghost but you wanna know the Truth
My dreads swang when I hop in the booth
My shooters don't miss my shooters don't hoop
Like being round bitches when I'm off that goop
Got me dumb high like I'm smoking with snupe
I ain't talking bout the dog yea that's a salute
My niggas like Santa we come through you roof
Come scoop up ya bitch cause I'm feeling her tooth

Real Gangstas yea they move in silence (Shhh)
Just look at the nigga Tariq
Young boi the plug and yea he a shooter but they don't even know his name in the streets
Yea we got the Uppers the Downers the Bud the Coke nigga just say what you need
If you a real nigga and all then why is they saying the you go and talk to police

This nigga ain't Gangsta
I know Gangstas that still got pages
Grab a tommy gun and run in y'all places
Tommy gun up in all of they faces
GANG GANG GANG
Don't send me the addy or send the location
I'm in the bathroom I'm already waiting
Bro in the bushes and cuz in the basement
He on parole he just cut off his bracelet
Cut off 2 hoes cause them bitches was basic
Not signed yet but I got me a agent
Don't sign deals less they looking amazing (nah nah)
Don't buy a blick less it come with a laser
Chop blue tips got calling it Raiden
Heart Sub-Zero but I'm hotter than Satan
(GET OVER HERE)
Get over here my gang we be riding in over gear
My youngins might slide in designer wear
My dreads on my face I don't got a care
If it ain't bout a bag I don't fucking care
They wanted me dead but I'm fucking here
If he claiming he Gangsta then bring him here

Real Gangstas yea they move in silence (Shhh)
Just look at the nigga Tariq
Young boi the plug and yea he a shooter but they don't even know his name in the streets
Yea we got the Uppers the Downers the Bud the Coke nigga just say what you need
If you a real nigga and all then why is they saying the you go and talk to police



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Writer(s): Djibril Boubakar
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