Violent Nights
Grra!
If I call you my brother, you know how we rock
Y'all n*****, be buggin' I keep me a knock
You reach for the chain, then you gettin' shot
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the hop (Grra)
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the, what? (No cap, bow)
Get Money Regardless x Band Gang, E.N.T
A lot of smoke come wit' it (On gang)
If you feel a way, we could get it
I keep me a pole, I ain't talkin' fishin'
Everyday, it's a violent night (Violent night)
Gotta move tact' if you care 'bout ya life (On bro)
We ain't cool, just know it's on sight
The glock in the fanny 'cause bitch, I don't fight
AK to his face, they couldn't I.D 'em
It's gon' be a show if you talkin' on Crack (Talkin' on Crack)
Like, you was just chattin' inside that room
Can't be wit' the 'ooters no more, you a rat (Bitch)
Watch out for them bullets, they comin' in hot
Pussy you shot, you must've forgot
He walk wit' a cane, for talkin' on pop (Wit' a cane, grra)
Self made, I'm good on my own (Good on my own)
It's a whole 'lot of shit I was shown
You know I'm O.T, stop callin' my phone
Keep one in the head 'cause I'm tryna make it home
Roll down the window, I'm causin' a scene
My gun off the wocky, it made n***** lean
Shot after shot, hit you in ya spleen
I ain't chasin no n****, my shit got a beam (On gang)
We see you, we blitz
You know we don't miss
Got put in his place, for talkin' that shit (Got put in his place)
Been thuggin' off rip and totin' on grips since I was a jit
All of my n*****, they always on timin'
Son of the reaper, I'm movin' in silence
You run up on me and I'm gettin' violent (Grra-boom!)
If I call you my brother, you know how we rock
Y'all n*****, be buggin' I keep me a knock
You reach for the chain, then you gettin' shot
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the hop (Grra)
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the- what? (No cap, bow)
Get Money Regardless x Band Gang, E.N.T
A lot of smoke come wit' it (On gang)
If you feel a way, we could get it
I keep me a pole, I ain't talkin' fishin'
Everyday, it's a violent night (Violent night)
Gotta move tact' if you care 'bout ya life (On bro)
We ain't cool, just know it's on sight
The glock in the fanny 'cause bitch, I don't fight
If I call you my brother, you know how we rock
Y'all n*****, be buggin' I keep me a knock
You reach for the chain, then you gettin' shot
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the hop (Grra)
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the, what? (No cap, bow)
Get Money Regardless x Band Gang, E.N.T
A lot of smoke come wit' it (On gang)
If you feel a way, we could get it
I keep me a pole, I ain't talkin' fishin'
Everyday, it's a violent night (Violent night)
Gotta move tact' if you care 'bout ya life (On bro)
We ain't cool, just know it's on sight
The glock in the fanny 'cause bitch, I don't fight
AK to his face, they couldn't I.D 'em
It's gon' be a show if you talkin' on Crack (Talkin' on Crack)
Like, you was just chattin' inside that room
Can't be wit' the 'ooters no more, you a rat (Bitch)
Watch out for them bullets, they comin' in hot
Pussy you shot, you must've forgot
He walk wit' a cane, for talkin' on pop (Wit' a cane, grra)
Self made, I'm good on my own (Good on my own)
It's a whole 'lot of shit I was shown
You know I'm O.T, stop callin' my phone
Keep one in the head 'cause I'm tryna make it home
Roll down the window, I'm causin' a scene
My gun off the wocky, it made n***** lean
Shot after shot, hit you in ya spleen
I ain't chasin no n****, my shit got a beam (On gang)
We see you, we blitz
You know we don't miss
Got put in his place, for talkin' that shit (Got put in his place)
Been thuggin' off rip and totin' on grips since I was a jit
All of my n*****, they always on timin'
Son of the reaper, I'm movin' in silence
You run up on me and I'm gettin' violent (Grra-boom!)
If I call you my brother, you know how we rock
Y'all n*****, be buggin' I keep me a knock
You reach for the chain, then you gettin' shot
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the hop (Grra)
Like, why is you talkin'?
Your man's got hit, take that on the- what? (No cap, bow)
Get Money Regardless x Band Gang, E.N.T
A lot of smoke come wit' it (On gang)
If you feel a way, we could get it
I keep me a pole, I ain't talkin' fishin'
Everyday, it's a violent night (Violent night)
Gotta move tact' if you care 'bout ya life (On bro)
We ain't cool, just know it's on sight
The glock in the fanny 'cause bitch, I don't fight
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Writer(s): Zion Robinson
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