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Gang Shit No Lame Shit Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: NoLove Santana
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Bryan James




NoLove Santana - Gang Shit No Lame Shit Freestyle Lyrics
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(Yea, Yea, Shiit Yea)
You know I get to the guap
And I'll stack it up til I drop
I got that work like a shop
I get the key just like glock
His face filled up with them red dots
But we'll leave his face with some knots
No kid but my watch got some rocks
I ain't trulla but I stand on top
I'm gone get that guap until I rot
And you know that I cannot stop
We gone shoot shit just like that boy bloc
Got his blood drippin down to his socks
I'm dreaded my head like a mop
Them choppas ring off like a siren no cops
No balloon but my niggas make they guns pop
He filled with red dots like he got chicken pox
Sauce dripping hard like a faucet
Mane I lost my big bruh and I swear I lost it
They see me doing good now they tryna copy me
Folks used to hate me now they tryna rock with me (Yea)
Been kicking shit like a soccer team (Yea)
And been shooting shit like the rockets team (Yea)
I f*ck with them starz they all mob with me (Yea)
If you a square then you niggas can't follow me (Yea)
You know I get to the guap
And I'll stack it up til I drop
I got that work like a shop
I get the key just like glock
His face filled up with them red dots
But we'll leave his face with some knots
No kid but my watch got some rocks
I ain't trulla but I stand on top
Soon as I mob down yo block
Like a socket mane you niggas get shocked
Quick to knock you out yo socks
So stay in the house and mane leave yo doors locked
I got that fire just like my name Kane
I been down with combat just like Liu Kang
No Xbox mane you can't play me as a game
I'll spray u up now ya shirt got a bloodstain
On God
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(Yea, Yea, Shiit Yea)
You know I get to the guap
And I'll stack it up til I drop
I got that work like a shop
I get the key just like glock
His face filled up with them red dots
But we'll leave his face with some knots
No kid but my watch got some rocks
I ain't trulla but I stand on top
I'm gone get that guap until I rot
And you know that I cannot stop
We gone shoot shit just like that boy bloc
Got his blood drippin down to his socks
I'm dreaded my head like a mop
Them choppas ring off like a siren no cops
No balloon but my niggas make they guns pop
He filled with red dots like he got chicken pox
Sauce dripping hard like a faucet
Mane I lost my big bruh and I swear I lost it
They see me doing good now they tryna copy me
Folks used to hate me now they tryna rock with me (Yea)
Been kicking shit like a soccer team (Yea)
And been shooting shit like the rockets team (Yea)
I f*ck with them starz they all mob with me (Yea)
If you a square then you niggas can't follow me (Yea)
You know I get to the guap
And I'll stack it up til I drop
I got that work like a shop
I get the key just like glock
His face filled up with them red dots
But we'll leave his face with some knots
No kid but my watch got some rocks
I ain't trulla but I stand on top
Soon as I mob down yo block
Like a socket mane you niggas get shocked
Quick to knock you out yo socks
So stay in the house and mane leave yo doors locked
I got that fire just like my name Kane
I been down with combat just like Liu Kang
No Xbox mane you can't play me as a game
I'll spray u up now ya shirt got a bloodstain
On God
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Writer: Bryan James
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