Congo, thatʼs you?
Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman
Gunna, Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
I'm feeling myself
When I'm smoking on runtz in the club
Drowning myself in designer, I'm flooding
Water on my neck
Don't make it no better
Talk down on my set
We gone shoot at whoever
Peso on my left
He gone run up a check
Glock on my right
Just to stamp my respect
We been serving, working, hustling
All night, all night, all night
Yeah, tryna keep my mind right
Mind right, mind right
Rollie two tone
What I like, I like, I like (Yeahhh)
Live this fast life, fast life, fast life
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
You standing next to me
I know you feel my energy
I brought the tech with me
I'm searching for my enemies
It's always gone be a f*ck nigga
Tryna talk down on you
Run up some money
And keep some real ones surrounding you
If you act up
We gone shoot up your shit
Life or death row
Pac ain't dead, he just missing
Mike Jack, Dave Dave, moon walking, same thang
I ain't the type to expose that shit
But you niggas been acting like hoes and bitches
Steady talking down
Cause a nigga got his check up
Oh he plotting now
Imma shoot a nigga
From his neck up
Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us
Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
You standing next to me
I know you feel my energy
I brought the tech with me
I'm searching for my enemies
It's always gone be a f*ck nigga
Tryna talk down on you
Run up some money
And keep some real ones surrounding you
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Congo, thatʼs you?
Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman
Gunna, Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
I'm feeling myself
When I'm smoking on runtz in the club
Drowning myself in designer, I'm flooding
Water on my neck
Don't make it no better
Talk down on my set
We gone shoot at whoever
Peso on my left
He gone run up a check
Glock on my right
Just to stamp my respect
We been serving, working, hustling
All night, all night, all night
Yeah, tryna keep my mind right
Mind right, mind right
Rollie two tone
What I like, I like, I like (Yeahhh)
Live this fast life, fast life, fast life
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
You standing next to me
I know you feel my energy
I brought the tech with me
I'm searching for my enemies
It's always gone be a f*ck nigga
Tryna talk down on you
Run up some money
And keep some real ones surrounding you
If you act up
We gone shoot up your shit
Life or death row
Pac ain't dead, he just missing
Mike Jack, Dave Dave, moon walking, same thang
I ain't the type to expose that shit
But you niggas been acting like hoes and bitches
Steady talking down
Cause a nigga got his check up
Oh he plotting now
Imma shoot a nigga
From his neck up
Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us
Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
You standing next to me
I know you feel my energy
I brought the tech with me
I'm searching for my enemies
It's always gone be a f*ck nigga
Tryna talk down on you
Run up some money
And keep some real ones surrounding you
Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman
Gunna, Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
I'm feeling myself
When I'm smoking on runtz in the club
Drowning myself in designer, I'm flooding
Water on my neck
Don't make it no better
Talk down on my set
We gone shoot at whoever
Peso on my left
He gone run up a check
Glock on my right
Just to stamp my respect
We been serving, working, hustling
All night, all night, all night
Yeah, tryna keep my mind right
Mind right, mind right
Rollie two tone
What I like, I like, I like (Yeahhh)
Live this fast life, fast life, fast life
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
You standing next to me
I know you feel my energy
I brought the tech with me
I'm searching for my enemies
It's always gone be a f*ck nigga
Tryna talk down on you
Run up some money
And keep some real ones surrounding you
If you act up
We gone shoot up your shit
Life or death row
Pac ain't dead, he just missing
Mike Jack, Dave Dave, moon walking, same thang
I ain't the type to expose that shit
But you niggas been acting like hoes and bitches
Steady talking down
Cause a nigga got his check up
Oh he plotting now
Imma shoot a nigga
From his neck up
Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us
Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us
Shawty keep calling my phone
She say she alone
She want me to bone herʼ
I roll a eight in the wood
Say this for the hood
Like Adrien Broner
Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in
I am the plug
Niggas gotta tap in
Youngins on go
They gone shoot on command
We came from the bottom
I pissed in a pan
You standing next to me
I know you feel my energy
I brought the tech with me
I'm searching for my enemies
It's always gone be a f*ck nigga
Tryna talk down on you
Run up some money
And keep some real ones surrounding you
Writer: Greg Robinson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid