Lyrics
home to the most notorious street gangs in america. the bloods and the crips. starting out as schoolyard bullies, the two gangs spread like a fire. i got to move like a g do, i got to move like a g do, js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet, a little voice said, "that could be you", i got to move like a g do, so i move like a g do, js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet, a little voice said, "that could be you", caught up in the wrong place, niggas took off your whole face, pow, damn and it's over a bitch dm'ing news to the next nigga, fuck, now you just a cold case, ass bitches out their own country, swear to god, i would hate the whole race, set you up niggas 6 feet deep for thinking shit sweet like sugar coated cornflakes, eat a nigga for breakfast, fuck with me, even a bitch, and meet a death wish, sheeeit, gun charge in your front yard, me and my cob niggas deep as a guest list, yeah you guessed it, if i'm dead in my fucking grave, you think it's over?, none of my niggas behave, hit a nigga with a chopper, i'm from a motherfucking city where my ogs done shot it out with the coppers, america's most wanted with masks on, buses in march they getting smashed on, it don't even mater if you gangbang, better protect yourself this that song, i got to move like a g do, i got to move like a g do, js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet, a little voice said, "that could be you", i got to move like a g do, so i move like a g do, js on his feet he was dead up under that white sheet, a little voice said, "that could be you"
Song details
Artist: crooked i