[Intro]
Gangbang (Gangbang)
Gangbang (Gang, gang)
Gangbang
Trick, I got triggers and they work
Real hitters in the dirt
Real killers
Kill somethin'
Kill somethin'
Kill somethin'
Kill—
Yeah
That shit was hard
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Get your mind right, bitch, get your mind right
Trick (44, you made this?)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, camouflage flag, n***a
Beef with us, n***a, we gon' do you bad, n***a
Don't give no fucks, n***a, have his mama sad, n***a
I know they get the picture
The bullet chopped his ass up and sent his ass to the damn ripper
Mister Do 'Em Bad, n***a
Try my dog, I'ma motherfuckin' crash, n***a
Victory lap, n***a, we came first and we don't come last, n***a
Car so big, you know I hang with nothin' but cold killers
I'm big H-Dawg, you ain't gotta tell me I'm a real n***a
I been a real n***a, shit, from the jump
A n***a disrespect my gang, he get slumped
I heard he love Chain Gang, he a punk
I still claim the same thing, ask my mom
N***a, we'll shoot at you, put you on Channel 2
N***a, we stick and move, call us the robbing crew
Leave his brain on the pavement
Now he can't say shit
He takin' all them breaths, man, he an old lil' dead bitch
[Chorus]
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Huh?
What?
Yeah, he done
He a blunt

[Interlude]
Yeah
DOA
He's gone
Rode through them n***as' hood, them n***as ain't had no— nobody was out there
N***a, the shit dry as hell, you know?

[Verse 2]
Yeah, spin the block fast, n***a
All my opps, they be dusty and they mad, n***a
N***as knowin' Slaughter Gang got this cash, n***a
I ain't doin' all that woofin' on the 'Gram, n***a
You snitchin' on your fam, n***a

[Chorus]
21
Huh?
What?
Yeah, he done
He a blunt
[Outro]
Yeah, dead n***a talk
Dead n***a talk, dead n***a talk
White chalk, n***a, dead n***a talk
Dead n***a talk, dead n***a talk
White chalk, n***a
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