Yungjay - ABGS Pt.2

[Intro]
Gang
Gang
Gltttttt
Yung Jay
Lil bitch
I'm on that Folk shit
I'm on that Choo shit
Aye ABGS bitch
Glttt
Lil bitch
Gang
[Verse 1]
I'm on a whole lotta' Choo shit
Oh you ain't know bitch?
Folks wit' me, we ain't come to play we came to smoke shit
Twirl wit' me, hang wit' me
Everybody got a chop
Anybody could get shot
I got gang with me
Run up on a opp block with a big pole
If we warring then I'm leaving him there
That's on go
Last nigga opened up for the bitch and got zoed
For the opps, heard they waiting to lose another bro
The opps don't spin no blocks
These niggas got no poles
Talking hot up on the book
They do it for straight shows
Catch an opp he getting shot
With his moms or his bro
Fuck them niggas, fuck they block
ABGS win em all
Say you Choo and you ain't never slide for this shit
Screaming E4P but you ain't never ride for this shit
Tired of fake bros and em switching sides in this shit
Free the fucking gang they out here doing time for this shit
So much animosity up in me for my opps
I be spazzing
Like I just wanna see a body drop, when I'm clapping
Glizzy wit' me every shell I got bitch you can have it
Done been through mad shit
Let the feeling of that ratchet put the gang up on your block bitch
If you think you bout' this
Nigga stay at home
You a kid
You ain't on shit
Gang
Run up on that opp from behind then I clapped him
Don't know how the fuck boy survived thought I whacked him
Bitch I been totin' chops since I was nine
Got so many chops, wanna be a opp?
Just get in line
This that Choo shit
Screaming "fuck yo gang" I'm on that Folk shit
Gang shit, everybody know how we go shit
We on shit, the choppa hit him up and throw his body into motion
I'm on that block
Tryna' get a mil from the chicken spot
With the chop, filled wit' hella hollows
Boy I just spinned through B-raq, just tryna spit out that gauge
And this shit for life, smoking on FatBoy and screaming out fuck Ike
I know Meeky tight, the way that boy died that nigga better kill his life
Pull up here tryna fight, this chop right here taking many life
Back out and let the [?] blam, made my opps do the running man
[Chorus]
100 for the opps
In the drop
Spinning every block
If I see a opp
On my soul I'm gon' make a shot
Everything for Pop
Fuck the opps
They know how we rock
Pull up on that block
Let it flock
ABGS hot
100 for the opps
In the drop
Spinning every block
If I see a opp
On my soul I'm gon' make a shot
Everything for Pop
Fuck the opps
They know how we rock
Pull up on that block
Let it flock
ABGS hot

[Verse 2]
You ain't tryna' get left on the scene
Bitch I'm glizzy but I bought a 40 with a beam
Outchea hunting for the opps in the V
Speak on Pop and I'm spinning every week
On AC
I got my guns with us
Should be hella fun
But the opps see a nigga and they run
I'm linking any man
Bitch I keep it Choo just for the gang
I'm just doing what it do
You had your chop up on you we're never blue
I'm your opp you saying you never knew
The opps really talking hot like they shooting shit
But never bend a block
Big chops stay away for big opps
Watch em run when I shoot
I'm shooting everybody down
Run up with the trey pound
Headshot em if he loose
And let a bitch try to line me
I'll have so much flicks on that scene like paparazzi
Trump in my trunk bitch
You know how we rock
Pull up static for the 50 shot and we spinning blocks
Pussy you ain't on nothing
Nigga you don't know us
We gon grab that blicky
Just run up and start dumping
You ain't gang nigga you ain't even on the same thing
But fuck all my oppers I put the chopper in his face
Gang
[Chorus]
100 for the opps
In the drop
Spinning every block
If I see a opp
On my soul I'm gon' make a shot
Everything for Pop
Fuck the opps
They know how we rock
Pull up on that block
Let it flock
ABGS hot
100 for the opps
In the drop
Spinning every block
If I see a opp
On my soul I'm gon' make a shot
Everything for Pop
Fuck the opps
They know how we rock
Pull up on that block
Let it flock
ABGS hot