Trojan Gang lyrics

[Hook]
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
[Verse 1]
Know we the barrio primo
Shots to yo’ head like it’s motherf*ckin’ chemo
Tryna find opps in the water like Nemo
Takin’ yo’ wop like it’s motherf*ckin’ repo
Neighborhood crip in this b*tch ‘cause I say so
Locs in the cut and they posted like Fredo
Hurry, it can get dirty
This clip right here it hold 30
n*gga said that he gon’ murk me
I really wanna see it happen
Locs in this b*tch so we gon’ get it crackin’
Pull up on blocks with the wands get to clappin’
This is what happen when n*ggas C actin’
All on the book, young n*gga Logic got took
Leavin’ his family shook, shoulda stuck to the books
n*gga wasn’t playin’ his role, so we send shots to his soul
We totin’ the pole
n*ggas been talkin’ real bold, so we made young n*gga fold
We creepin’ by blind, havin’ you peep out yo’ blinds
He got the .40 i’m totin’ the .9, this b*tch right here is a one of a kind
33 shots at yo’ motherf*ckin’ spine, you think that i’m lyin’
Come on our side, watch how these bullets start flyin’
n*ggas been trippin’ and shootin’ and missin’, I got a scope so i’m aimin’ with distance
Bangin’ on slobs ‘cause a young n*gga crippin’
Sauced up in blue, yeah a young n*gga drippin’
I got on my boot so you know that im trippin’
This pistol keep leanin’, n*gga wake up ‘cause you dreamin’
I am the neighborhood demon, hit up yo’ block now its steamin’
I got the dope if you fiendin’, gas in my lungs so you know I ain’t breathin’
Hop out the car with the pistol im squeezin’
Hard on the book but in person you freezin’
Blood killer, any b*tch for a reason
You look out yo’ window, I got the f*ckin’ extendo
I don’t give a f*ck who you send for, i’m killin’ yo’ kinfolk
Ridin’ ‘round with a .44, I don’t give a f*ck i’m a blowhole
Now you can’t dip, all of my n*ggas bang crip
Wet yo’ ass up like a ship, beat yo’ ass down like a pimp
I heard that you flipped, but it ain’t gang
Pull up on you make you change, Glock’ll hit ya in the rain
Me and my n*ggas bring pain, we don’t give a f*ck ‘bout yo’ name
Boy stop playin’ these games
Run up on you with the things, sending these shots to yo’ brain
These hollows gon’ sing like Usher, that b*tch gon’ bust ya
Bustin’ yo’ head like a gusher, me and my n*ggas gon’ rush ya
Came out them trenches, totin’ these b*tches
n*ggas is b*tches, hoes be flippin’
Catch yo’ ass in the cut, leave you limpin’
Neighborhood crippin’, boy what’s the difference
Catch yo’ ass hoppin’ over these fences, me and my n*ggas ain’t playin’ with semis
30’s on me boy we ready for war
Crips, we men, they ready for smoke
Trojan gang, b*tch you already know
Trojan gang, b*tch you already know
Trojan gang, b*tch you already know
[Hook]
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
[Verse 2]
Trojan gang, b*tch you already know, Numba 9 in the back with a .4
Blue Religion with this motherf*ckin’ semi, shoot the whole clip ‘til this b*tch lookin’ empty
Double RR in the cut with a .50, 90 crip, we the motherf*ckin’ city
You n*ggas we murkin’, closin’ the game like a curtain
40 Glock’ll make a n*gga start j*rkin’, comin’ to a n*gga funeral smurkin’
Trojan gang in the b*tch, and we lurkin’
You already know how that go, me and my n*ggas kick both of the doors
Me and my n*ggas gon’ go for the dros, kick down the door and get down on the floor
Find out where the money safe, put a .35 to his f*ckin’ face
Leave a n*gga dead in his own place, take the police on a f*ckin’ chase
‘Til they find out we gon’ beat the case, then we leave a f*ck n*gga face erased
Then I asked him how the bullets taste, tie a n*gga up, throw ‘em in the lake
Next day they find him in a different state, in a different place, without a f*ckin’ trace
Trojan gang, tatted on my face, rich rollin’ that’s the price I pay
If he talkin’ i’ma let him lay, f*ck n*gga know the f*ckin’ movement
Gas bag with a f*ckin’ uzi, sneak geekin’ while yo ass snoozin’
Molly, molly, got me in my lane, real n*gga i’ll never change
Big bags of that mary jane, see a opp, that’s a easy stain
Put a n*gga in a picture frame, now the n*gga in the f*ckin’ dirt
See his mama now her feelings hurt
Trojan gang put it on a shirt, trojan gang put it on a shirt
[Hook]
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t
Trojan gang, b*tch
We on the same sh*t
I’m bangin’ N’s, b*tch
You bang the same sh*t