Gametime - $tupid Young, Pacman Da Gunman

LowTheGreat

Mike Crook

Nigga, bang your set, 'cause you know I’ma bang mine

For the ones RIP or on the main line

Throwing gang signs, no, we ain’t the same kind

When you in the field, play ball when it’s game time

When it’s game time

Yeah, play ball

Play ball when it’s game time, yeah

Throwing gang signs, no, we ain’t the same kind

Hold up, it’s game time

First off, I don’t fuck with the one time

All my niggas ready to go when it’s crunch time

Wildin' out with this cannon like I’m Nick

Bullets gon' sound like it’s Drumline

Pull up on your block, nigga, with the automatic

If we catch an opp slippin', we gon' let him have it

Bullet stuck to his body like it was a magnet

Goddamn, Young, you a savage

For my niggas out there thuggin' on parole

Who stood ten toes down and never told

Gotta keep a heat 'cause these streets cold

We gon' pussy slap a nigga if he try to act bold

Where you from?

Yeah, nigga, better bang that

And I put that on my blue flag and A hat

Yeah, I put that on my blue flag and A hat

How many times I gotta say that?

Nigga, bang your set, 'cause you know I’ma bang mine

For the ones RIP or on the main line

Throwing gang signs, no, we ain’t the same kind

When you in the field, play ball when it’s game time

When it’s game time

Yeah, play ball

Play ball when it’s game time, yeah

Throwing gang signs, no, we ain’t the same kind

When it’s game time

Fuck you talking 'bout?

(What?)

Fuck you talking 'bout?

(Fuck 'em)

Yeah, his brother still a bitch, I used to mark him out

Every day after school, he took the safest route

He ain’t never understand what this banging 'bout

Nigga, when it’s game time I be on the frontline

Grippin' somethin' chunky, I ain’t never shot a baby nine

Nigga, for this block and my hood, I’ll lose it all (On 60 Crip)

Heard some niggas sellin' guns, I’ma buy 'em all

Hustlers, I don’t chat with 'em, marks, I don’t rap with 'em

Fearin' fake niggas I ain’t met that got some racks with 'em

Niggas broke and thirty somethin', still in they feelings (Why?)

Took 'em to the lake, Pacman, is you kidding?

(Hell no)

Fuck it though, I’m a Loc with these gang tats (Yeah)

I’ll die for this blue rag and S hat (True)

Fuck it though, I’m a Loc with these gang tats (What?)

It’s a killer spray if you disrespect that

Nigga, bang your set, 'cause you know I’ma bang mine

For the ones RIP or on the main line

Throwing gang signs, no, we ain’t the same kind

When you in the field, play ball when it’s game time

When it’s game time

Yeah, play ball

Play ball when it’s game time, yeah

Throwing gang signs, no, we ain’t the same kind

When it’s game time