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inf gang - bring it on lyrics

[intro: g-mo skee]
now here’s the tale of a band of warriors
hailing from the eastbay region of middle earth
prada the goon, hoodrat n0be, jae the alien
katz the jew, cool cool kavy, cellion, (inf gang)
g-mo skee

[verse 1: g-mo skee]
the filth has returned
i emerged from the darkest depths
to murder your record label ’til their ain’t an artist left
you calling out the inf gang but you not a threat
you’re better off putting your b-lls in a hydraulic press
the deranged lieutenant in the militia
telling a pregnant stripper to pop that placenta
b-tch you better make the water break before i tip you
welcome to g-mo’s funhouse: another victim
i’m the king around here; i’m uncle elroy
cut the devil’s h-rns off now he just h-llboy
j. cole talking ’bout he want to fold clothes for you?
f-ck that i’ll knock a b-tch out like oscar dela hoya
if you think i’m bad, wait ’til you meet the gang
my n-ggas finna invade and you should be afraid
i-n-f hold your breath when you see the name
this that human cloth baby girl this ain’t even suede

[chorus: inf gang]
shoot up
strap your boots up
get in that line
get in that line
defying the culture
headshotting a vulture
won’t stop ’til it’s over
nah
i k!ll for fun
but i definitely do it if you f-ck with me in my house
n-ggas cheerlead in the street
i tell ’em pick those pom-poms up and bring it on

[verse 2: inf gang]
you know who the f-ck it is man?
yo
i met g-mo back when he was short as danny devito
rocking a do-rag with the flap and the black peacoat
i secured my spot in h-ll
when i mentioned harmony and cell
like an angel who fell under the earth you dwell
katz on the other hand was an ancient man
met him out of a vacant van
encased in sand
we were destined to be great from the gate
especially when i opened a [?] crate
and sealed our fate
inf gang!

[verse 3: inf gang]
bust your head to the white meat
shattered your rib cage
’cause n-gga you b-tch made
they trying to bring drama this way and i’mma check ’em
i’m inf gang repping
pinky’s all in a b-tch r-ct-m
the whole squad finna smash that
skin a b-tch alive and make human cloth dad hats
alien jake got a thing for milfs
make ’em l!ck the b-llsack so they can taste the filth

- inf gang lyrics

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