Gang Bang — текст песни (World Class Wreckin Cru)

Listen to the story as we rap to the beat
as we educate ya `bout life in the street
coz gang bangin, dope slangin, (??baffle the hit)
If you do it too long, you`ll end up dead
If you don`t end up dead, you`ll end up in jail
Livin your life in a concrete hell

[CHORUS:]
Gang bang ! You`re dead and lyin in the street
Gang bang ! Fifteen years old and a cold piece o` meat
Gang bang ! Now tell me brotha watcha gonna do
Gang bang ! When the coroner puts the bag on you

Ooh you`re standin on the corner, selling weed
tryin to earn money for the things you need
You look like a waitress, who works in a bar
but you don`t wait on tables, you wait on cars
You don`t carry a tray, you carry a bag
A car passes by, you start to blast
A car pulls over then you make the drop
and out jumps a badge and a narco cop
Up against the wall, and down to jail
You can`t go home coz you can`t make bail
Your mother`s at home, constantly cryin
for fear that her baby could be dyin

[CHORUS]

You wear red rag, blue rag, and big shoelaces
You drink 40 ounce brew by the cases
You dress so tacky `til you look like a slob
and you wonder why you can`t get a job
You wear barrets and you call yourself a man
and you never wear the right size pants
Your clothes are never fresh, they`re always stale
Who`s your designer, the county jail ?
You got secret words and finger signs
twisted egos and warped minds
Your grammar is bad and you think you`re cool
But if you listen to yourself, you sound like a fool

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