Chase Down Gang lyrics

[Intro]
(Я не могу дышать, мне не видно неба)
Grrah, grrah
(Я не могу понять: был ты или не был?)
(Rackz, Rackz, Rackz)
My stompers, my sliders
(Ветром по волосам, солнце в ладони)
n*ggas know what's goin' on
Eli, Weldon, Neaky, grrah
(Твоя...)

[Verse 1]
It ain't sh*t to go get you a grip
I was rappin' and still takin' trips (Grrah)
Multiple times when my gun didn't click
That's your problem you think I'm gon' flip?
Had me feelin' betrayed, had to beat on the blick
And the deuce should come with a stick
That's her problem, she think I'm gon' flip on the b*tch (Rackz)
Don't talk on the sh*t that we do what we did (Grrah)

[Chorus]
I just hope brodie hit him through the whip
Two feet took him straight to the Nick (Word to bro)
I ain't doing for nothin', don't pull me [?]
And I swear there's no way I could laugh if it miss
He a goofy, he think with his di*k
f*ck the opps, I been flickin' my wrists
Made a play, take the trip with the tris
f*ck this pain that I got, n*ggas sick (Grrah, grrah, boom)
If he with me, then he with the sh*ts (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I be spinnin' for gang, I'm lit (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I ain't comin' to that block for a flick (n*gga)
I was out tryna empty my clip (Worda my deads)
It's a SD, this sh*t got a kick
What you know about the D's with my di*k?
n*ggas rapping, I made [?] brick
I be mad, n*ggas run out they kicks
On the tour, had to pull up my ski (TTGz do hits)
Chased Down Gang, yeah I been CDG (TTGz do hits)
Word to my deads had to throw on a beam (Grrah, grrah)
Opps get to runnin', they see that it's green
Opps get to runnin' when I throw on that purple
Word to my deads how I dump of the lean
And no, I ain't leaving till I catch a B
[Verse 2]
I'm f*cking this BM, go dumb in her sheets
She wanna f*ck cause I'm Capital P
Whatever we did we leave it in the streets
Bro died, we kept on spinning for weeks
They just think I'm a rapper, but bro I'm a tweak
I'm outside everyday with my gun tryna geek (n*gga)
If he reach for this gun on my body I'll teach (Grrah, grrah)
Give a f*ck what he did, he could never be me (Grrah, grrah)
Word to bro, I was throwing in front of police (Neaky, grrah)

[Chorus]
I just hope brodie hit him through the whip
Two feet took him straight to the Nick (Worda bro)
I ain't doing for nothin', don't pull me [?]
And I swear there's no way I could laugh if it miss
He a goofy, he think with his di*k
f*ck the opps, I been flickin' my wrists
Made a play, take the trip with the tris
f*ck this pain that I got, n*ggas sick (Grrah, grrah, boom)
If he with me, then he with the sh*ts (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I be spinnin' for gang, I'm lit (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I ain't comin' to that block for a flick (n*gga)
I was out tryna empty my clip (Worda my deads)
It's a SD, this sh*t got a kick
What you know about the D's with my di*k?
n*ggas rapping, I made [?] brick
I be mad, n*ggas run out they kicks
On the tour, had to pull up my ski
Chased Down Gang, yeah I been CDG
Word to my deads had to throw on a beam
Opps get to runnin', they see that it's green
Opps get to runnin' when I throw on that purple
Word to my deads how I dump of the lean
And no, I ain't leaving till I catch a B