410 - gangland lyrics
[chorus: skengdo x2]
gangland, gangland
my bros dem bang bang
sb from baghdad
somali boy and he’s mad mad
see the opp won’t jab jab
just swing it round the flat and dat
deflate him like a tire akh
don’t bother try running akh
[verse 1: am]
j fresh in the german (urgh)
like i just wanna burn this person
riri got the girls all working
whack mans with a face with a crutch its curtains
ding dongs
whips i’m lurking
no meds coz my chests still hurting
dash that girl she’s a venomous person
dash that phone,intelligent lurking
suttin’ got chef
splash dip splash, chef like onions
like how you gonna leave your cousin
sign out coz that sh-ts disgusting
that can never be we, that can never be us
4s we ride in the gang we trust
that can never be we, that can never be us
4s in the ride, love
love for the green bandana
drillers, maddest splashers
dip dip gang (aye)
dip, splash bangers
gang bang, no manners
dip dip, splash bangers
gang bang, no manners
mans gangs got hammers
bang bang on f-ggots
6 man, 5 seats
no tints, no banging
baghdad, with lurkz
du-du-du-du max branning
du-du-du-du so loose
so oh, so savage
du-du-du-du, so savage
du-du-du-du
[chorus: skengdo x2]
gangland, gangland
my bros dem bang bang
sp from baghdad
somali boy and he’s mad mad
see the opp won’t jab jab
just swing it round the flat and dat
deflate him like a tire akh
don’t bother try running akh
[verse 2: skengdo]
don’t facetime me
told you no lotion
flavour bud, am pack
and i got the potion
how much man, have you had
all f-cking ghosting
rambos out yeah
philly boys go and soak him (ching)
sp soon back
that’s little bro dem (sparkz)
like talkin bout gang
then we f-cking saw him
zombies in the trap
come like walking dead
they wanna see us in the cage or even bl–dy dead
i swear i’ve seen some sh-t
i wonder whats next
i love the ends, word word
but it’s f-ck the ends
there’s nothing for us here (nah)
there’s much more than the ends
tryna make this happen (yeah)
and live it with our friends
but please don’t push it
i’ll still leave n-gg-s red
couple holes through it
but didn’t type it on the net
nah we didn’t need to prove it
nah nah, got round there
and we started shooting,h-lla bootings
[chorus: skengdo x2]
gangland, gangland
my bros dem bang bang
sp from baghdad
somali boy and he’s mad mad
see the opp won’t jab jab
just swing it round the flat and dat
deflate him like a tire akh
don’t bother try running akh
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