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Yungeen Ace ft. Boosie Badazz - "Gangsta" (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yungeen Ace
Yungeen Ace
Vocals
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Penso
Paul Penso
Songwriter
James Zachary Martinez Sampson
James Zachary Martinez Sampson
Songwriter
Jerrick Pierre
Jerrick Pierre
Songwriter
Keyanta Bullard
Keyanta Bullard
Songwriter
Torrence Ivy Hatch Jr.
Torrence Ivy Hatch Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Koncept P
Koncept P
Producer
808 Jay
Producer
J. Fever
J. Fever
Producer
Cory Washington
Cory Washington
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(808 Jayy got that fire) (Do you not get the Koncept?) Sippin' on this drink, tryna get my thoughts together (my thoughts together) Can't make a move without my gun, you know I was taught way better Nigga upped the pole up on my brother, I told my brother, "Let me kill him" (let me kill him) He told me chill, he know I would even though he was the last one with 'em (alright, for sure then) 'Round 2:25 in the morning, I was ridin' them things, lurkin' (that's fat K) I was in the stolo, hope police don't get me 'cause know these K's dirty (K's dirty) I'm tellin' all these niggas diss instead of put me up in they mention He on Instagram actin' like he gangster, boy, I'm finna catch up with him (alright, for sure) I ain't on no bougie shit, two pics all in Hollywood (all in Hollywood) Put a hole in one with my nine-nine just like I'm Tiger Woods (just like I'm Tiger Woods) Lord knows once I catch him, I'ma stretch him, he know what's really good (he know what's really good) No, I ain't gon' take back what I say, get it up in blood (get it up in blood, nigga) On blood I had to accelerate my mileage (Skrrt) All in public, say I'm wildin' 7.62 the reason why it's a missing body Bitch, I ain't' gon' sing, but I'ma burn you there (I'ma burn you there) Fuck the police, bitch, I ain't going to jail (bitch, I ain't going to jail) Pull up on this bitch, I won't never fail (never) Bitch, step down to who? (Who?) That nigga watched his mans die, that nigga ain't even shoot (Ah) What I did to him, I'll do to you (I'll do to you) Bitch, I'm a killer, step down to who? I call a play, blue 42 Since he want clout, put him on the news Bitch, I got bodies, what about you? (What about you?) Oh, no I'm out my mind, bullets flyin' Redrum, niggas dyin' Oh, we ain't dyin' one more time (oh, oh) I'm out my mind, bullets flyin' Redrum, niggas dyin' Oh, we ain't dyin' one more time (oh, oh) Bitch, I'm a gangster, gangster (I'm a gangster, gangster) What you know about murder? (What you know about murder, nigga?) Bitch, I'm a gangster, gangster (I'm a gangster, gangster) What you know about murder? (What you know, nigga?) Redrum (redrum) Gangster, gangster (redrum) What you know about murder? (Boom) These niggas ain't gangster, gangster (these niggas ain't gangster, gangster) What you know about murder? (Murder) Redrum Gangster, gangster, gangster, bitch, I'll put you up and celebrate If Simon says go bust a head at eight, then they never late Hit him through the glass, tripped him over and he hit the floor Murder spelled backward spells redrum if you ain't know Street sweeper, known 'round the hood, this bitch eat people Red button your bitch ass, boy, we delete people Yes, I know about it, I could teach you 'bout that murder book Play a lot on IG, but, bitch, I'm a dirty crook (Redrum) when that bag on you, you gon' feel it, nigga (Redrum) made me the illest in my city, nigga Baow, baow, baow, bitch, I shoot you out your feelings, nigga This ain't our first ride, no lie, double digit killers I'm from BR where all life ain't sunny But these lil' ones murder dummy and they blow they murder money Saw lil' one at the store, he asked me, can he murder for me? He must've heard Boosie 'bout to murder somethin', bitch, I'm gangster, gangster Bitch, I'm a gangster, gangster (I'm a gangster, gangster) What you know about murder? (What you know about murder, nigga?) Bitch, I'm a gangster, gangster (I'm a gangster, gangster) What you know about murder? (What you know, nigga?) Redrum (redrum) Gangster, gangster (redrum) What you know about murder? (Boom) These niggas ain't gangster, gangster (these niggas ain't gangster, gangster) What you know about murder? Redrum
Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Jermiah Roach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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