Hankroll Perri - Gangland Lyrics

I aint wen im chipping up minivans find a nigga location spin it like ceiling fans

Red beam like a pocadot Infared on his head make it look like the chickenpox

Only way that this shit gone stop is if I end up dead or his mother gone get the box

See my mother been dead nigga only thing that i hate is a Rat and a scared nigga

Done time out the Feds nigga walk around with that one piece strapped to my leg nigga

Been On many missions late night with my men we was clicking forreal

Ain't no slide in niggas neighborhood with all them damn shots ain't nobody get killed

Niggas die bout this beef shit all flock masked up on that creep shit

All the time niggas dying bout that beef bitch

If you you get smoked for a sneak diss that's f*cked up

He say let me out though shid cuz I ain't leaving no witness

Ain't nobody outside shid bruh we bout to find us a nigga

There they goin the hallway hop out clicking at they ass in broad day

Put the clip to his head that's a balled fade

I walk down hit that ass all face that's f*cked up

The confessions of a Gangster I ain't confessing to nothing I'm catching amnesia every time

A nigga get into something never saying my name on a statement young nigga stand tall

Niggas that I'm under out the fed we was checking paper work it better be correct

Niggas bringing thunder slam that knife in his head back and neck c.o. Calling codes

See him goin under he slipping he falling he off panicking stiff as manican

He can see the tunnel hand gripping his neck blood racing through his fingers trynna keep from going under damn

Gang gang keep from going under

Gang gang trynna keep from going under

Hankroll perri motherf*cker

Niggas be talking bout sliding gang land

Ready for war shit get to kicking off and them bullets stop jumping from different directions shit hitting doors

Park cars that ain't even shit When I let this shit off I'm applying the pressure

F*ck busting a pipe imma knock it out the wall I'm going for it all

Me and you beef and you know you ain't safe when I'm gripping the heat

Pull up to the club when you pass the stop sign I get out at the end of the street

I got a wig on I'm dressed up like A lady I got a stroller with no baby I hit wit that laser

Ain't no calling out to god I ain't giving you time for no prayer

Number 1 rule never use the same methods I dress up in different desguis


One week the mailman next week I'm jehova I knock at the door with the Bible

I'm on the curb laying in a homeless blanket

It's 5 am and you been drinking

Think I'm bum till I lift up and let the Mack off and I blow everything you been thinking

Might be the man at your store at your favorite store you like taking your daughter on Sunday

Or I'm that nigga in the bushes at your son school when you dropping him off on a Monday

See these niggas in my city they f*cked up these days and they don't respect nothing but gunplay

So imma come through in the back of the pickup an we hit that ass up shot on a one way



Niggas be talking bout sliding gang land

Ready for war shit get to kicking off and them bullets stop jumping from different directions shit hitting doors

Park cars that ain't even shit When I let this shit off I'm applying the pressure

F*ck busting a pipe imma knock it out the wall I'm going for it all