vic rippa - gang sh!t lyrics
[intro]
i will not tell on my n+ggas, i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas
yeah, yeah
i am not scared of you n+ggas, i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
no, i’m not scared of you n+ggas (gang, gang)
i will not tell on my n+ggas
i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas (gang, gang)
n+ggas get sick to they stomach
when they hear my n+ggas comin’ (gang, gang)
all i do, point out a finger
handle you right out in public
i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
no, i’m not scared of you n+ggas (gang, gang)
i will not tell on my n+ggas
i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas (gang, gang)
n+ggas get sick to they stomach
when they hear my n+ggas comin’ (gang, gang)
all i do, point out a finger
handle you right out in public
[verse 1]
bay way or no way (bay way or no way)
v+o or nothin’ (v+o or nothin’)
n+ggas be reachin’ (n+ggas be reachin’)
but they cannot touch me (they cannot touch me)
we not the same (we not the same)
you work off a budget (you work off a budget)
i tried it once (i tried it once)
i was like f+ck it (f+ck it)
hollywood suite (hollywood suite)
we mob in the lobby (we mob in the lobby)
she in love with sushi (sushi)
i’m hot as wasabi (woo)
draped in gold (draped in gold)
don’t even try it (don’t even try it)
if you try to rob me (try to rob me)
it be bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
[chorus]
i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
no, i’m not scared of you n+ggas (gang, gang)
i will not tell on my n+ggas
i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas (gang, gang)
n+ggas get sick to they stomach
when they hear my n+ggas comin’ (gang, gang)
all i do, point out a finger
handle you right out in public
i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
no, i’m not scared of you n+ggas (gang, gang)
i will not tell on my n+ggas
i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas (gang, gang)
n+ggas get sick to they stomach
when they hear my n+ggas comin’ (gang, gang)
all i do, point out a finger
handle you right out in public
[verse 2]
claimin’ you loyal (claimin’ you loyal)
you n+ggas is slaves (you n+ggas is slaves)
behind your back (behind your back)
you gettin’ betrayed (you gettin’ betrayed)
n+ggas is rats (n+ggas is rats)
and these rats be lyin’ (these rats be lyin’)
all of that work (all of that work)
how the f+ck you get out? (how the f+ck you get out?)
levelin’ up on you n+ggas
kick it and give for my n+ggas
public housin’, i was right there with my n+ggas
i did not bail on my n+ggas
they got locked, i posted bail for my n+ggas
i sent that bread for my n+ggas
you n+ggas greedy, bitin’ the hand that was feedin’
i do not f+ck with you leeches
[chorus]
i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
no, i’m not scared of you n+ggas (gang, gang)
i will not tell on my n+ggas
i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas (gang, gang)
n+ggas get sick to they stomach
when they hear my n+ggas comin’ (gang, gang)
all i do, point out a finger
handle you right out in public
i’m gettin’ bread on these n+ggas
no, i’m not scared of you n+ggas (gang, gang)
i will not tell on my n+ggas
i’m goin’ fed for my n+ggas (gang, gang)
n+ggas get sick to they stomach
when they hear my n+ggas comin’ (gang, gang)
all i do, point out a finger
handle you right out in public
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