Real Gangsters Don't Brag

歌詞

It be the Shadow standing right beside you About to strike you, run but I'ma find you Ain't no place to hide motherf**ker right behind you Highly elevated off the canibus Can you handle this attack from this f**king vandalist Assassination on the nation Universal warfare, global termination Destination, to the top without stopping It's still San Diego, Southern Cali till I'm in a coffin Amici Park'n to the death, fool remember me It's Mr. Shadow, Beyond Entertainment family Gravity always floating, gangster strolling Pistol holding, dishonest bitches claiming that they know me I'm only twenty with plenty to spend, now get the picture I got a twenty three glock with hollow shots that'll get ya A forty caliber causing major disaster Never bring a snitch to my hood or I'ma blast them Bring them to the shadows of pain, severe trauma I'ma, trigger happy motherf**ker 'cause I wanna I love drama, so f**k whatever you feel I roll with twenty motherf**kers that are ready to kill You guppy (Chorus x2) A lot of motherf**kers pretent to be G's But they're bitches and they got worldwide enemies Real gangstas don't brag, we stack chips Make hits and pull licks, smoke sticks and fight pits I declare war, put your white flags away Bitch made hoes get abused everyday 380 back up coming at you Full moon shining, you know I'm gonna blast you I'm creeping, seeking for a problem to cause Always higher than the motherf**ker breaking the law Homey f**k what you're going through I bang with nothing but fools with penitentary backrounds and tattooes I use higher amounts of marijuana everyday Give me a bong and bottle, I love that bombay Crime pays on this motherf**king planet Scitsofrantic, quick to let you sons of bitches have it I bring static like an army, you couldn't harm me You motherf**kers gotta kill me to disarm me Watch me invade these sons of hoodrats with a snub nose Dump on these assholes, violating them punk hoes Skunk cloats fumigating rookies like roaches Got Sombra posted up incase a rival approaches I hold this title till my last day comes And even after death I'll take a breath through my son punk (Chorus x2)