Lyrics:

Gang, gang, gangGang-gang-gang(Sosa On The Beat)Gang, BangGang, gangGang, ayeAye, aye, ayeCap gang, Cap gangCap gang, Cap gangCap gang, Cap gangCap gang, hell yeahCapo gang, hell yeahCapo gang, hell yeahCapo gang, hell yeahCapo gang, hell yeahCapo gangI''m a lil nigga nigga, but I came to shootThirty aimed at youAll these rappers they be so damn fu'', pull up and do youYou''s a dumb nigga, pull up to yo'' block let it drum, niggaDrop the gun, I just saw cops and I''ma run, niggaI got thirty in my heater, ayy, ayy, do you want to meet herMy Glock .40 a grim reaper, ayy, let these hundred rounds blowPull up on yo'' block, that''s a FanetoBaby girl it''s now or never, baby girl, I gotta chase this cheddarHell naw, I cannot get fed up, pull up on yo'' block it''s a set-upRidin'' down the opp block, gotta let this tool popSnatch my chain and I ain''t goin'', you know I''ma get to blowin''For my chains they be so frozen, by my wrist you know I''m glowin''Niggas mad at me, because my pockets stuffed wit'' that cakeAnd they really gon'' be mad my .30 stuffed in they faceNiggas ask am I''m fine, I done lost my mindGot this Tec-9, now it''s yo'' bed timeI''m a lil'' nigga nigga but I come to shootThirty aimed at youAll these rappers they be so damn fu'', pull up and do youYou''s a dumb nigga, pull up to yo'' block let it drum, niggaDrop the gun, I just saw cops and I''ma run, niggaI got thirty in my heater, do you want to meet her? (Meet her, nigga)My Glock .40 a grim reaper, aye, let these hundred rounds goPull up on yo'' block, that''s a FanetoLook at me the wrong way let this K go to wasteThem bullets place up in yo'' face, off the dope, boy I''m spacedSmokin'' on this Tooka (Off that Tooka pack)Double trigger Ruger, ayyPull up like a scooter, I need me some shooterMy Glock longer than a ruler, smokin'' on you losersGot the Mac, it go rat-a-tat, shoot it to your backI got the chrome, dressed in all black, and I''m off the Act''Got the sack, I just spent it all, I''ma get it backGot some guns and a couple choppers, don''t make me attack, noNo-o, no, no, noI''m a lil nigga nigga but I came to shootThirty aimed at youAll these rappers they be so damn fu'', pull up and do youYou''s a dumb nigga, pull up to yo'' block let it drum, niggaDrop the gun, I just saw cops and I''ma run, niggaI got thirty in my heater, ayy, ayy, do you want to meet herMy Glock .40 a grim reaper, ayy, let these hundred rounds blowPull up on yo'' block, that''s a Faneto