[Intro]
(Helluva made the beat, baby)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[Intro]
(Helluva made the beat, baby)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[Chorus]
Made a hunnid bands, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
Yeah, made it out the slums, "Amen" (Amen)
Tinted windows on that Caddie look like Ray-Bans (Yeah)
Twisted fingers with the guys, nigga, gangland (Grrr)
Amen (Amen), amen (Amen)
Got it out the mud, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
Amen (Amen), amen (Amen)
Yeah, made it out the slums, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
[Verse 1]
I got a milli' sittin' pretty that's a W (Ooh)
I might get a papercut while I try thumbin' through (Amen)
I wrapped a plastic 'round a hunnid look like rubber boots (Ah, ah)
Ugly nigga on your TV, call me Beetlejuice
Fuck with the real so my bitch natural, can't pick and choose
Throw away that Polo, you get Dior if I'm feelin' you
Bring me a friend, I like to fuck my bitches by the two (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
RIP to Soulja Slim, got enough to take care of all of you (All fo you)
Rich as shit, they touch me all up and down like button up
I probably go against the gang before I cuff a slut (Psych)
I'm just playin' for my dawg it's forever love
I told her, "It ain't makin' love if I can't poke your butt"
[Chorus]
Made a hunnid bands, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
Yeah, made it out the slums, "Amen" (Amen)
Tinted windows on that Caddie look like Ray-Bans (Yeah)
Twisted fingers with the guys, nigga, gangland (Grrr)
Amen (Amen), amen (Amen)
Got it out the mud, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
Amen (Amen), amen (Amen)
Yeah, made it out the slums, "Amen" (Amen)
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
Twisted up my fingers gang slangin', we the gangland
Gotta thank God that you woke up 'cause you went to sleep in that cage jail
Late nights to the AM we in lurk mode, thuggin'
Late nights to the AM she in twerk mode, hustlin'
It's some dog shit in this function, baby, I fucks with you on God
Grab a couple of your partners though, pull up on me and the squad
Cause you got the right nigga for the job, I'm one of them boys
Finna peel off in this AMG, it ain't nothin', just one of the toys
Poppin' these pills makin' me annoyed
We gettin' money, run up your coins
You know a real nigga ain't goin'
Them niggas hate, girl, they couldn't join
And fuck all the stank bitches, I avoid (Huh)
I gotta play out in Illinois
And probably gonna double back to the hood
But it your blood nigga, buy Rolls, nigga
Gangland
[Chorus]
Made a hunnid bands, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
Yeah, made it out the slums, "Amen" (Amen)
Tinted windows on that Caddie look like Ray-Bans (Yeah)
Twisted fingers with the guys, nigga, gangland (Grrr)
Amen (Amen), amen (Amen)
Got it out the mud, I say, "Amen" (Amen)
Amen (Amen), amen (Amen)
Yeah, made it out the slums, "Amen" (Amen)
[Outro]
(Helluva made the beat, baby)
[Uvod]