[intro]
47 in this bitch, let’s rock

[King Lil G]
I want 250K up front
When you catch the enemy you better rush one
She a pretty little bitch, she a plus one
If you chillin’ around me you better bust guns
Bitch I like to tote guns, semi-automatics
47 boy bout to make a hood classic
Come from the ghetto where the shit get tough
Join the enemies then you bout to get snuffed
If I should die before I wake
I pray to lord my soul to take
I got a sexy little bitch I gotta see at 8
And she got an attitude, she ain’t got no patience
I’m a rich south sider
All the hoes love it
Million dollar deal without Wack100
See these ratchet ass bitches gon fuck for the money
How the fuck you get signed but driving a bucket?
Hoes got it all twisted
I’m a show you what time
Everybody is target when my soldiers align
I don’t be side with anybody who be siding with opps
I’m a throw a gangsta party when he finally dies
[Chorus]
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
All strapped with a all-black hoodie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
All strapped with a all-black hoodie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie

[Young Drummer Boy]
Aye I pop 2 pills with the dusse
Little bitch drink it up like it’s kool-aid
Hell yeah I need my money by the due-date
Stop playin’ cause these bullets got no name
All blacked up strap with the beam on it
New bitch tryna chill, I told her lean on it
Whole gang in this bitch, better think on it
If you hear about my name, you better speak on it
Little homie caught life, so I’m stressed out
Stop talking, cause you playing with your life now
All this talk about beef, you better pipe down
If you want it, you can get it on-sight now, stupid

[Chorus]
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
All strapped with a all-black hoodie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
Gangstas don’t dance we boogie
All strapped with a all-black hoodie