[Intro]

Uh

Look, uh

Look

Dog, uh

[Chorus]

They say you thugged out, gangsta, gangsta

Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous

Dranked and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?

Bang the banger (Look at this)

Tell them bitches stop playin' with us (Uh, look)

[Verse 1]

I feel the anger, all way down to my ankles (Yeah)

Tryna keep ahead, so yeah, I keep one in the chamber (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Puttin' shit to bed, we all blessed, fed and thankful (Yeah)

Puttin' shit to bed, he bled tears, shed, painful

It's goin' to my head, don't let that picture that they paint you in reflection turn dеception in your brain

You want respect? Thеn give the same (Uh)

Dealin' with some real shit, they fakin' beef, we creating

Call it competition, feel more like it's class participation

Get the gloves out, bang the banger

It ain't no love down south, memories painful

My partner got the plug down south, Cartagena

Flew to Colombia, work muchos buenos

Shawty, you too thugged out (Gangsta, gangsta)

Nah, fuck it, they say you too tough

Exterior black, ugly and rough (Yeah)

Inferior to shirt and ties, a suit with the tux (Uh)

Temperature, fuck it, he sick and tired, he turned shit up

Bad wires, but not a bad guy

You know how Black lives (Don't), matter

We see the data and the pattern of plight

Don't feel pity, throw a party, nigga, pass me the mic

I be thinkin' maybe Martin was wrong, Malcolm was right

[Chorus]

Fuck it, we thugged out, gangsta, gangsta

Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous

Dranked and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?

Bang the banger

Tell them bitches stop playin' with us

[Interlude]

Gangsta, gangsta (Gangsta)

Gangsta, gangsta

Uh, look, yeah

[Verse 2]

I left the Flame to hit the game, but had to park on the deck

Took everything from out the whip besides the change and the stick

It's hella dark, you can't see shit behind this ten percent tint

I should get five-percent tint, I been on all kinds of mischief

Probably when I'm ridin' through the city

Cops think I'm ridin' around to get it

Like I'm Tity, tryna get money, 'cause the economy is shitty

Mind your business, write up the ticket while I'm windin' up the window

Saints and Falcons, rivalry weekend and this time, we gotta win it

You know I'm all about the business

Back then, took MARTA out to Kensington

Got my Jordans out the flea market, just got started reminiscin'

'Bout all them cars we tried to crack

Smash it, them doors we used to kick

Jack shit, we was sleepin' on the floors, way more important to the script

In another series of events, lot of shit, it be very unfortunate

Like I mentioned, we at the game finna go, and I'm feelin' a sudden suspense

I get in my car, see some glass by the door, and I'm like, "What the fuck is this?"

I knew what it was, the stadium right in the hood and my window was busted

Now I feel all the blood, it's rushin'

Take a second, a minute, adjustment

Had a couple things, but if they ain't found my banger, they ain't really get nothin' (Come on, bruh)

Man, goddamn, you little niggas took everything

From the spare tires, to the spare change

The insurance papers and some blunt spray

What the fuck would they want with that anyway?

But we in Atlanta, you could see the channels, man, that shit gon' happen every, any day

Might not see bandanas, but he squeeze the hammer like he John Henry tryna beat the train

Havin' fun with it, bunch of young niggas tryna feel numb to the pain

I ain't trippin' 'cause I know who responsible, it's the motherfuckers that be claimin' that

[Chorus]

We too thugged out, gangsta, gangsta

Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous

Dranked and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?

Bang the banger

Tell them bitches stop playin' with us (Uh, fuck)

[Outro]

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Gangsta, gangsta

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