Clip Packin by Yung G (Rapper) Lyrics
(Intro)
Gang,Gang
Lets Get It
Gang
Squad Shit Man
Lets get it
Gang
(chorus) (2x)
No Lackin We Clip Packin
Catch a Opp then My Goons Clap Em
My lil Niggas Ain't Teeth Clappin
My lil Niggas Be Opp Wackin
Its man down when that mac wack em
Try to run and that mac drop em
We keep pistols we tote ratchets
We no lackin we clip packin
(verse)
No lackin we clip packin
Opp Slippen them goons clappin
Thease fuck niggas start teeth clappin
My mac uppin that mac bag em
You got a problem ill solve the issue
Bullets hit ya good riddens to ya
Yung as hell dont let age fool ya
Them yung niggas gon 6ft ya
Got field niggas that will blow
Them Glock triggas i pull those
Got macs hommie ill shoot those
I ride around with tucked poles
Wen clips fall i swtch those
No new niggas can't trust those
Them red beams with black scopes
Leave bitch niggas with no hope
Drill bitch i drill shit
He talk shit he duck clips
Dem field boyz dont run lips
We peel shit no oranges
Fuck fuss bro lets link up
Put the tech up watch em freeze up
Wet his ass drop em 6ft
Fuck nigga rest in peace
Lame niggas dont fuck wit em
Field niggas i fuck wit em
Bitch niggas no love for em
Let the ambulance come for em
136th ain't shit sweet
Just come here if you got beef
My jock loaded its tucked in
Fuck lackin nigga we pack heat
(chorus) (2x)
No Lackin We Clip Packin
Catch a Opp then My Goons Clap Em
My lil Niggas Ain't Teeth Clappin
My lil Niggas Be Opp Wackin
Its man down when that mac wack em
Try to run and that mac drop em
We keep pistols we tote ratchets
We no lackin we clip packin
Gang,Gang
Lets Get It
Gang
Squad Shit Man
Lets get it
Gang
(chorus) (2x)
No Lackin We Clip Packin
Catch a Opp then My Goons Clap Em
My lil Niggas Ain't Teeth Clappin
My lil Niggas Be Opp Wackin
Its man down when that mac wack em
Try to run and that mac drop em
We keep pistols we tote ratchets
We no lackin we clip packin
(verse)
No lackin we clip packin
Opp Slippen them goons clappin
Thease fuck niggas start teeth clappin
My mac uppin that mac bag em
You got a problem ill solve the issue
Bullets hit ya good riddens to ya
Yung as hell dont let age fool ya
Them yung niggas gon 6ft ya
Got field niggas that will blow
Them Glock triggas i pull those
Got macs hommie ill shoot those
I ride around with tucked poles
Wen clips fall i swtch those
No new niggas can't trust those
Them red beams with black scopes
Leave bitch niggas with no hope
Drill bitch i drill shit
He talk shit he duck clips
Dem field boyz dont run lips
We peel shit no oranges
Fuck fuss bro lets link up
Put the tech up watch em freeze up
Wet his ass drop em 6ft
Fuck nigga rest in peace
Lame niggas dont fuck wit em
Field niggas i fuck wit em
Bitch niggas no love for em
Let the ambulance come for em
136th ain't shit sweet
Just come here if you got beef
My jock loaded its tucked in
Fuck lackin nigga we pack heat
(chorus) (2x)
No Lackin We Clip Packin
Catch a Opp then My Goons Clap Em
My lil Niggas Ain't Teeth Clappin
My lil Niggas Be Opp Wackin
Its man down when that mac wack em
Try to run and that mac drop em
We keep pistols we tote ratchets
We no lackin we clip packin