a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

retch – gang shit lyrics

[intro]
sidtroy in this b-tch
uh

[chorus]
‘xtendos and macs and sh-t, huh (yeah, we got gats and sh-t)
pull up and whack some sh-t, huh (boom-boom-boom-boom)
i press the b-tton and sh-t gon’ get shot up
no, this ain’t no actin’ sh-t (this ain’t no actin’ sh-t)
that sh-t been dead since like 2014
but no, that ain’t no actavis (that ain’t no actavis)
my n-ggas drummers and your n-ggas runners
we really gon’ clap some sh-t (really gon’ clap some sh-t)
stalkin’ on insta, we find a location
we pull up and blap the sh-t (boom-boom-boom-boom)
he tried to take off, he thought he was ricky
got hit in the back and sh-t (in the back and sh-t)
shorty just asked me what i like to do
said i play with them racks and sh-t, huh (play with them racks and sh-t)
she pinned her hair up and opened her mouth
my d-ck’s in the back of it, huh (all in your mouth, b-tch)

[verse 1]
my n-ggas really will pull up and cap you
not with that rappin’ sh-t, huh (not with that rappin’ sh-t)
last little b-tch that had talked out his face
got hit with the mac in it (boom-boom-boom-boom)
i just be mindin’ my business
but n-ggas not tryna be mack and sh-t (be mack and sh-t)
that’s what you did, if i can not look past it
then n-gga, you asked for this (n-gga, you asked for this)
i could just have my little potna go slaughter your mama
with gats and sh-t, huh (with gats and sh-t)
or we could just pull up the old school way
beat you lil’ n-ggas with bats and sh-t (beat you with bats and sh-t)
front you a pack, but don’t play with them stacks
man, you better come back with it (better come back with it)
or next thing you know, man, your moms and your folks
will be tryin’ to get your casket fit (tryna get your casket fit)
rappers try dissin’ me, i won’t waste no time in the booth
layin’ tracks and sh-t (won’t make no tracks and sh-t)
wait ’til he turn, prepared in the city
and then we gon’ rack some sh-t (gon’ rack some sh-t)
mary so hundred, but still i be smokin’
ashin’ on my lap and sh-t (on my lap and sh-t)
only been home for like eight month, but n-gga
still i’m out here lappin’ sh-t (still out here lappin’ sh-t)

[refrain]
ain’t never heard of them n-ggas
but it ain’t sh-t to go swerve on them n-ggas
f-ck his mom, let the b-tch bury the n-gga
catch ’em with these tools, we gon’ murder the n-gga
we grab the rizzys and squirt ’em at n-ggas
i’m really ready to put the burner to n-ggas
internet talk, not concerned with it, n-gga
you just gon’ die, ain’t no words with these n-ggas
ain’t never heard of these n-ggas
but it ain’t sh-t to go swerve on these n-ggas
f-ck his mom, let that b-tch bury the n-gga
catch ’em, these fools is gon’ murder the n-gga
we grab the rizzys and squirt ’em at n-ggas
i’m really ready to put the burner to n-ggas
internet talk, not concerned with it, n-gga
you just gon’ die, ain’t no words with these n-ggas

[bridge]
huh, huh, huh
internet talk, not concerned with it, n-gga
i’m really ready put the burner to n-ggas
you just gon’ die, ain’t no words with these n-ggas
we got rizzys, squirt ’em at n-ggas
catch him, he snoozin’, we gon’ murder the n-gga
f-ck his mom, let the b-tch bury the n-gga
sad, ’cause we ain’t never heard of the n-gga

- retch lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS