Lyrics
Gang (15th)
15th (Gang, Gang)
Gang (Gang)
(Gang, Gang)
Rrahh (Gang)
You got a grip, then, you better blow
Two shots, leave his head on the floor
They said, "He Wvttz", now, he gotta' go
Smokin' his dead, if you know, then, you know
You got a grip, then, you better blow
Two shots, leave his head on the floor
They said, "He Wvttz", now, he gotta' go
Smokin' his dead, if you know, then, you know
They sendin' bullets, we sendin' out missles
Bitch, when I slide, put a beam on the pistol
No need to run, cuz' you know i'ma hit you
15thgunnas, we comin' to get you
He droppin' his lo', like a nigga won't slide
Fry his socket, put a hole in his eye
Keep it G', if he dissin', he dyin'
Keep tryna spin, but, they never outside
Niggas be claimin' they opps, but, they never gon' spin
Slide once, then, we spinnin' again
Call my Glock "Chucky", we Friends 'til the End
Rib shot, put a hole in his friend
His homie died, he went live, iCarly
Roll him up in a Bob, Marley
Forty got kick like Matt, Hardy
(Forty got kick like Matt, Hardy)
I'm chasin' breesh, carryin' after a bop
The guns that they post on the gram be props
He thought shit was sweet, 'til I showed him the Glock
Tried to run from the knock, but, ran into a shot
We in the trap, finna' smoke with the pop-off
She boppin' cockhead, knockin' my sock off
He tried to play with the set, he get knocked off
I said, "Fuck ya hood", so what nigga, pop off
He Muslim, headtap, we gon' knock off his Kufi
Said, "he gon spin", why the fuck he shoot me?
With this side bitch, finna' make me a movie
Leg up, from the back, while i'm grippin' her booie
I'm on 15th, niggas know where i'm at
Opp bitch with the gang, gettin' trained in the trap
She with some demons, we smokin' yo' angels, that's probably why she ain't callin' you back