Yungeen Ace ft. EST Gee - Gang Nem Lyrics

Ayy, yeah, yeah

Where is the nigga to vouch for me? Boy that nigga is dead as dead
I gotta watch what I say on this mic, 'cause I ain't tryna go to feds
I told the bitches to close her leg, 'cause I just want the head
I can't fall for none of these bitches, I'm tryna stay ahead

Huh-uh, I was on the block with a G-lock (G-lock)
You can tell the police, all his guns pop (uh-uh)
Got the streets on fire, in a headlock (a headlock)
Run them niggas down, give 'em head scars (uh-uh)
Gave this bitch some bread, so she can get the low (send the low)
Load up all the sticks, nigga, it's time to go (it's time to slide)
You call him granny, the way he servin' bowls (servin' bowls)
Ayy, he just 'llowed the wrist, he steady on the stove (baow)
Block 'em, this that loud sound from this Drac', nigga (skrrt, skrrt)
Left a nigga dead on his face, nigga (hot, hot)
Ask him how I feel when that heat hit him (baow, baow)
Call me grave-diggers, out your feet, niggas (feet, nigga)
Ayy, shots what he love, he sent the chase, nigga
Like to get 'em close, get 'em to face niggas (bang)
Uh, Navy sittin' bitches, had to train them (had to train them)
Yeah, she with them niggas, but that's gang 'nem (that's gang 'nem)

Where is the nigga to vouch for me? Boy that nigga is dead as dead
I gotta watch what I say on this mic, 'cause I ain't tryna go to feds
I told the bitches to close her leg, 'cause I just want the head
I can't fall for none of these bitches, I'm tryna stay ahead

Yeah, you know that money be, take away my pain, feel like it's numbin' me
For the streets, he ain't nothin' like me if he don't dump this yeek
What are we? I damn near passed out, another hundred Gs
Hope he don't see snake inside my face and think it's somethin' sweet
Sweep the house, we grab the biggest dolls, stood over, punished me
Big accounts, so big to listen up, they got the plug piece
For the chase, better not turn away the day you see my face
Like bitch you goin' to heaven gates, your folks'll bring you, tell 'em "Wait"
Better days, even the devil pray he send the blick to hang
Way before for that gnaw made us stars, we was all at war
We all know who wasn't and who was, get inside them cars
Get until they feelings gone, send them sit in front of God, yeah

Where is the nigga to vouch for me? Boy that nigga is dead as dead
I gotta watch what I say on this mic, 'cause I ain't tryna go to feds
I told the bitches to close her leg, 'cause I just want the head
I can't fall for none of these bitches, I'm tryna stay ahead