Young T & Bugsey, Belly Squad - Gangland Lyrics

(Yah, yah, yah)

Runnin' from the boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
The boydem caught my brothers moving loose, going up and down like a see saw (skrr)
Ever since I got them icy jewels trust me I need more need more (guraa)

Guns go bang bang (boop boop), lifestyle gangland (grr, grr)
Guns go bang bang (boop boop), lifestyle gangland (grr, grr)
Guns go bang bang (yeah), lifestyle gangland (yeah)
Guns go bang bang (yeah), lifestyle gangland (yeah)

Alright, rap game it's a piece of cake, young bull call shots like Theresa May
Said she saw a nigga pull up in the French julay
Chucka chucka tell a broke girl andale
When I'm in the 5, prolly doing doughnuts in the whip
Ghetto fab unless I got my zubie in the pick
Young boy spent a pretty penny on the kicks, big bro said he blew a monkey on the wrist
Don't you know 'bout guns and butter, take a call and make sure night come up
That your chick I had her last summer, find a girl with bad bitch antenna
No ziggy all these niggas wanna be like me, fuck bad B's
Rocafella G like me, price increase couldn't spend a night with me
Night with T we fucking up a cheque with ease

Runnin' from the boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
The boydem caught my brothers moving loose, going up and down like a see saw (skrr)
Ever since I got them icy jewels trust me I need more need more (guraa)

Guns go bang bang (boop boop), lifestyle gangland (grr, grr)
Guns go bang bang (boop boop), lifestyle gangland (grr, grr)
Guns go bang bang (yeah), lifestyle gangland (yeah)
Guns go bang bang (yeah), lifestyle gangland (yeah)

I've been high and I've been low
I'm in the booth making moves while my niggas move kilos
Doesn't matter what you see bro
It gets slippery 'round here, send something through your key hole
Said she never wanna meet though, now she fight for some points like I just took a free throw
And my joints all pre-roll
Just hit the ting one time and she wanna give me yeah

I ain't really got the time what's the pattern
You won't really catch me raving 'cause I'm stacking
We do the most, we doin' lows, they say they do the road though naw ain't nothin' happen
I can't lie got mad ting for the ubba, my brothers then set trends, no we don't follow
Got a barny from west London and she swallow, my brothers then live life you ain't promise tomorrow

Lifestyle gangland gangland, and now my ex wanna know like I'm Santan
No games 'round here this ain't hangman
Your just a sad man who's never been a bad man
You're talkin' all of this smoke little mad man, heard you don't get no girl a proper sad man
Next thing Snappin' my phone tryna add man
Brown and boujee like that too bad man

Runnin' from the boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
The boydem caught my brothers moving loose, going up and down like a see saw (skrr)
Ever since I got them icy jewels trust me I need more need more (guraa)

Guns go bang bang (boop boop), lifestyle gangland (grr, grr)
Guns go bang bang (boop boop), lifestyle gangland (grr, grr)
Guns go bang bang (yeah), lifestyle gangland (yeah)
Guns go bang bang (yeah), lifestyle gangland (yeah)