[Hook]
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
[Verse 1]
Know we the barrio primo
Shots to yo’ head like it’s motherfuckin’ chemo
Tryna find opps in the water like Nemo
Takin’ yo’ wop like it’s motherfuckin’ repo
Neighborhood crip in this bitch ‘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***a said that he gon’ murk me
I really wanna see it happen
Locs in this bitch so we gon’ get it crackin’
Pull up on blocks with the wands get to clappin’
This is what happen when n***as C actin’
All on the book, young n***a Logic got took
Leavin’ his family shook, shoulda stuck to the books
N***a wasn’t playin’ his role, so we send shots to his soul
We totin’ the pole
N***as been talkin’ real bold, so we made young n***a fold
We creepin’ by blind, havin’ you peep out yo’ blinds
He got the .40 i’m totin’ the .9, this bitch right here is a one of a kind
33 shots at yo’ motherfuckin’ spine, you think that i’m lyin’
Come on our side, watch how these bullets start flyin’
N***as been trippin’ and shootin’ and missin’, I got a scope so i’m aimin’ with distance
Bangin’ on slobs ‘cause a young n***a crippin’
Sauced up in blue, yeah a young n***a drippin’
I got on my boot so you know that im trippin’
This pistol keep leanin’, n***a 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 bitch for a reason
You look out yo’ window, I got the fuckin’ extendo
I don’t give a fuck who you send for, i’m killin’ yo’ kinfolk
Ridin’ ‘round with a .44, I don’t give a fuck i’m a blowhole
Now you can’t dip, all of my n***as 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***as bring pain, we don’t give a fuck ‘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 bitch gon’ bust ya
Bustin’ yo’ head like a gusher, me and my n***as gon’ rush ya
Came out them trenches, totin’ these bitches
N***as is bitches, 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***as ain’t playin’ with semis
30’s on me boy we ready for war
Crips, we men, they ready for smoke
Trojan gang, bitch you already know
Trojan gang, bitch you already know
Trojan gang, bitch you already know
[Hook]
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
[Verse 2]
Trojan gang, bitch you already know, Numba 9 in the back with a .4
Blue Religion with this motherfuckin’ semi, shoot the whole clip ‘til this bitch lookin’ empty
Double RR in the cut with a .50, 90 crip, we the motherfuckin’ city
You n***as we murkin’, closin’ the game like a curtain
40 Glock’ll make a n***a start jerkin’, comin’ to a n***a funeral smurkin’
Trojan gang in the bitch, and we lurkin’
You already know how that go, me and my n***as kick both of the doors
Me and my n***as 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 fuckin’ face
Leave a n***a dead in his own place, take the police on a fuckin’ chase
‘Til they find out we gon’ beat the case, then we leave a fuck n***a face erased
Then I asked him how the bullets taste, tie a n***a up, throw ‘em in the lake
Next day they find him in a different state, in a different place, without a fuckin’ trace
Trojan gang, tatted on my face, rich rollin’ that’s the price I pay
If he talkin’ i’ma let him lay, fuck n***a know the fuckin’ movement
Gas bag with a fuckin’ uzi, sneak geekin’ while yo ass snoozin’
Molly, molly, got me in my lane, real n***a i’ll never change
Big bags of that mary jane, see a opp, that’s a easy stain
Put a n***a in a picture frame, now the n***a in the fuckin’ 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, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit
Trojan gang, bitch
We on the same shit
I’m bangin’ N’s, bitch
You bang the same shit