Prince Dre X Jb BinLaden - Hann lyrics

[Intro] That's gang, gang Let's get it Hot Boyz Glock Boyz, man OTF Glock Boyz Stretch Gang, all that sh** OTF Hann (x14) [Hook] Hann (x10) [Verse 1: Boss Top] I'm off a four, I got a seven on me now I got this nickel, walk up on me blow you down I got JB and Dre with me, they on and out I heard he got that sack, kick that door down Take 'em down, heard them bricks up in the wall I remember on the block, 8 balls in my (?) In my bricks You goofies obsolete When it come don't f**ing with me I'ma boss, muthaf**ing G OTF, GBMG Leave his a** stretched out in the street Don't f** with me, boy I got that mop Call Prince Dre up with that fifty and that Glock [Hook] [Verse 2: Prince Dre] It ain't on me, I'm Prince Dre I'm from the Wic Murder drop, 064 that be the street I'm on the block, with the guys I'm off the sh**s My fingers itching, I might pop up in that d**h Get to dumping, n***as running [Verse 3: JB Bin Laden] Ain't on nothing Off with the chrome, get to dumping Face shots back shots, I ain't seen nothing Them people snitch I can't never be a police witness This nickel that I'm gripping Hit him one time, that n***a limping Headshot from that red dot I dodge cops in that red car Skurr skurr skurr, I'm out the box I'm high up, I'm on mops f** 12, free the guys b**h We drop L's b**h, we drop Y's b**h Prince Dre, that's my blood brother Top, that's my blood brother Bout this Glock, get some blood from you We send shots, better run from us b**h we hot, we some young gunners f** Young Munna, they some young dummys And we the gang b**h See a stain, we might take your chain b**h You a lame b**h We insane b**h Gang b**h And you can't hang if you ain't gang b**h