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lil game - gang members lyrics

[intro]
be serious not delirious

[chorus: pop quiz]
he step on this block see that b-tch a stranger
glock got a kickback, it get held with an angle
my shooters gang members they twisting they fingers
yea i can love her but no i can’t change her

[verse 1: lil game]
he can get shot if he put me in anger
spoke on my name now that b-tch is in danger
say i got the power no ranger, shots no tanker
bullets hurt like a scooter at the ankle
he tryna claim what he not, oh really get shot, these bullets can boil cause you hot
you know i can’t deal with a opp, so young blood stop, before the family get propped
matter of fact, u can robbed
guns like cops
speak and we taking yo stock
you the the reason yo family got shot
but i can’t deal with that b-tch cause yo daughter a thot
my shooter like ink cause he came out the pen
speak on my name and we shooting yo friend
you keep the vest cause we aim at yo grin
so all of my youngins at it again
peek and you sleep
bodies gonna reek
yo b-tch give me good brain like she was a geek
try me and freeze, u bound to say please
look like u proposed put you on yo knees
i’m really with it for real, you f-ck shooters try me u bound to get k!lled, this sh-t take sk!lls, it come with a thrill , i remember i was broke and didn’t have a meal
now i be up in my bag like it came from the store
b-tch be begging and asking for more
up with the glock and turn him to a hoe
set off alarms since he says he wants the smoke

[chorus: pop quiz]
he step he on this block see that b-tch a stranger
glock got a kickback, it get held with an angle
my shooters gang members they twisting they fingers
yea i can love her but no i can’t change her

[verse 2: lil game]
he can hit by a drake like josh
up in yo b-tch’s mouth just like floss
we get it and buy it, like just f-ck the cost
shoot up yo block, disappear and get lost
a b-tch just ran up the bag no cap
then glock beat his meat for real no fap
water like water and i ain’t talking bout tap
they some b-tches,they beef on an app
yo b-tch send me nudes on the snap
bout to finish this sh-t like it was a rap
hit his head now he lost need a map
and i can’t f-ck with this shooters they j-p
shooters on repeat they coming right back
she chew me she eat me like i was a snack
why throw some hands when i keep the gat
i’d rather throw bullets, put that sh-t on flat
them shooters like dogs they really attack
i’m just like my gun that shooter a mac
and if he say something his hoe get smacked
like we on vacation all my shooters pack
director crew all my shooters bout action
dripping designers check out the fashion
put holes in his body, y’all think he a basket
he hid in a box, nah that was his casket
got real shooter like maverick
real bars all this sh-t like a talent
we drawing lines like tallies shoot like dallas
ran on a bag turn this house to a palace

[chorus: pop quiz]
he step he on this block see that b-tch a stranger
glock got a kickback, it get held with angle
my shooters gang members they twisting they fingers
yea i can love her but no i can’t change her

[verse 3: pop quiz]
real gangster real cash
real glock real bag
he talking sh-t it won’t last
imma let the b-tch spray
it’s gone get on his -ss

- lil game lyrics

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