Gangs and Violence by Iberedem Lyrics
(Verse 1: Iberedem)
Nothing but gangs and violence (you know)
My gs real pissed from all the times we chinged man down, we’re tired (ching)
These opps just talk about jobs, talk about guns but they’re fired (why)
These opps all talk about whips, talk about tires, they’re mechanics (why you lying)
Anyting green get bun and I do my dirt so violently
Thought we playing hide and seek till I park it, pull up and bark it, ching man down so silently (shhh)
No no evidence but red bottoms on my feet
No Christian Louboutin’s, it’s more of that blood that’s from the scene (you’re dead)
Kill these niggas, serial killer
Take no Ls, I’m a serial winner (I win)
Your girl wanna link in person but she can’t I’m John Cena (you can’t see me)
Get me a yahoo boy, let’s share these funds nigga (immediate)
These internet boys are tweeting but like Karius they conceded (losers, turn, turn)
(Hook: Iberedem)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray)
(Verse 2: Iberedem)
Online presence piss’ me off to God I swear it (big man)
Take one look at the scoreboard, see I’m active niggas is deading (you dead)
Dead or alive, young niggas win for certain (facts)
How many times did I Ching man down and see his name start trending (ching, ching, ching)
All these niggas just give verbal, should’ve just shut your mouth and paid respect or then I hurt you (dead)
I’m a sweeper (uh), champion when I’m on Fifa (facts), kick his head like a keeper
Bae wanna talk about fashion, she want stripes I gave her zebra (cheee)
Talk to niggas bout drilling but no evidence on my phone (turn it up, just turn it up)
So many pussios on the opp block, whip man down like silento
Do we get them sirens? No
Police never can come this close (no way)
Like Digga D, no Diet Coke
Did it alone for slow, Bolt
Do it and crash (crash), you know how we do no static (never)
Came a long way from left back now I got a 9 on my back like Suarez (pow)
Who want smoke (speak), I told you all that I have it
Shank this nigga and spit on his head then shank again and I’m laughing (ha ha ha)
Savage, ha
(Hook: Iberedem)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray)
(Outro)
Look, look, look shit listen
Take nothing personal
I ain’t a drill artist, I just did this shit cos I felt like it
Nothing but gangs and violence (you know)
My gs real pissed from all the times we chinged man down, we’re tired (ching)
These opps just talk about jobs, talk about guns but they’re fired (why)
These opps all talk about whips, talk about tires, they’re mechanics (why you lying)
Anyting green get bun and I do my dirt so violently
Thought we playing hide and seek till I park it, pull up and bark it, ching man down so silently (shhh)
No no evidence but red bottoms on my feet
No Christian Louboutin’s, it’s more of that blood that’s from the scene (you’re dead)
Kill these niggas, serial killer
Take no Ls, I’m a serial winner (I win)
Your girl wanna link in person but she can’t I’m John Cena (you can’t see me)
Get me a yahoo boy, let’s share these funds nigga (immediate)
These internet boys are tweeting but like Karius they conceded (losers, turn, turn)
(Hook: Iberedem)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray)
(Verse 2: Iberedem)
Online presence piss’ me off to God I swear it (big man)
Take one look at the scoreboard, see I’m active niggas is deading (you dead)
Dead or alive, young niggas win for certain (facts)
How many times did I Ching man down and see his name start trending (ching, ching, ching)
All these niggas just give verbal, should’ve just shut your mouth and paid respect or then I hurt you (dead)
I’m a sweeper (uh), champion when I’m on Fifa (facts), kick his head like a keeper
Bae wanna talk about fashion, she want stripes I gave her zebra (cheee)
Talk to niggas bout drilling but no evidence on my phone (turn it up, just turn it up)
So many pussios on the opp block, whip man down like silento
Do we get them sirens? No
Police never can come this close (no way)
Like Digga D, no Diet Coke
Did it alone for slow, Bolt
Do it and crash (crash), you know how we do no static (never)
Came a long way from left back now I got a 9 on my back like Suarez (pow)
Who want smoke (speak), I told you all that I have it
Shank this nigga and spit on his head then shank again and I’m laughing (ha ha ha)
Savage, ha
(Hook: Iberedem)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray)
I’m in love with gangs and violence (I’m in love with gangs and violence)
More time these ops is hiding (why you hiding)
I show no kindness
These fuck boys doing up mileage (running)
Looking for ops I pray I find it (I pray)
(Outro)
Look, look, look shit listen
Take nothing personal
I ain’t a drill artist, I just did this shit cos I felt like it