JAYO FELONY

JAYO FELONY - Gang Bangin Shit lyrics

I pack two four four's like Yosemite Sam

Muthafuckas come up shorter than the ghetto gram

If you shittin out a bag, nigga my job aint finished

Got you runnin across the street like 2 minuets

20 inches of Dayton spoke through the neck of the niggas

Wipe my chrome off; it only took a second to kill em

Went through hospital halls, late night like Michael Myers

It aint over till it's over when you fuckin with real riders

Niggas try to pack doobies, pistol whip em and beat em

Light they muthafuckin ass up like the Oakland Coliseum

Nigga you seeing 20/20 when I'm rolling these 20s"

Then I second points in 'em with this thug shit in me

Nigga suck a duck, when the pistal holla

Pop niggas domes like a crystal bottle

Shit, I pop niggas like I'm poppin my colla

Catch a nigga takin a shit and hit em with choppa

[Chorus: Jayo Felony]

Yeah! Ya stupid bitch, ya keep makin us rich

Off this fuckin gang bangin shit

Yeah! Ya stupid trick, you could keep makin us rich

Off this fuckin gang bangin shit

Yeah! Cus the muthafuckin pussy stay wet

Off this fuckin gang bangin shit

Yeah, yeah! These hoes gotta stay wet

Even though it's gang bangin shit

[Jayo Felony]

I fucked up his French braids

Man his whole stockin cap got stretched out

Get the stretcher and stretched him out

I leave 'em all narrow minded and legally blinded

Strain and squint but still you can't see shit

It's One-Shot kill till they all fall dead

His folks get the 8 ball to they bald head

Bullet Loco like what then wrong

While they in they "Thong, Thong, Thong"

I bang like King Kong

It's Peer Pressure; you might find me in the slammer

For beatin niggas to the head bumpa jacks and Dayton hammers

And for the MURDA! I stick to Alabama

Do up, she aint give a fuck if it was on

I pop hot rocks at his curly tops

In front of his girly drop

Sorry his life had to take an early Errrrr!

Make sure he was dead and not Errrrr!

Bust a couple of more to nigga, then I Errrrr!

Do a loco we banged up and out

No doubt, who got the clout? Ouch

If aint no hit, the Dulo gang don't spit

Cus the pussy gotta get wet

Even though it's gang bangin shit

Uh, uh, the bitch pussy gotta stay wet

Even though it's gang bangin shit

Uh, what, the bitch pussy gotta stay wet

Even though it's gang bangin shit

Get this song at:  amazon.com sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

Comments