"News" lyrics

"News"
(feat. Skrilla)

Breaking news from Chicago Southside
Police are investigating a shooting, authorities say the young man was hit with a switch
Investigators are looking into a possible connection to a group known as Scoom Gang

Yeah, bitch
Ima popout wit a burner, diamonds hit like Ike Turner, we gon' spin and spin again
(Spin, spin)
We committin' real murders
(Murders)
If you hop up in this car, nigga, ain't no gettin out
(Yo ass stuck ain't no gettin out)
If I put you ina gang, you better shoot no sittin' out
(Shoot yo gun)
Yeah, huh
All these niggas bap
(You niggas bap)
Two V turn into a hat, you ain't gon' shoot so why you strapped?
(Put yo fuckin' gun away nigga)
Yeah, you niggas don't know how to move, you ain't never go on a drill and watch the news
(Murder, murder)

And don't get this shit confused, we gon' popout 556 and these big ass 762's
223's the tips blue, fuck yo vest, they ripped through
The ARP gon' leave em twitchin', bitch, don't make me clip you
Hmm, Haha
You only gangsta for some views, I'm only gangsta cause that's just how I am, nigga, don't turn into my muse
Big ass bankroll full of blues, ice my wrist like that shit Bruce
How you hatin' from the bench, you can't step in a shooter's shoes

Ima popout wit a burner diamonds hit like Ike Turner
(Bitch)
We gon' spin and spin again
(Spin, spin)
We committin' real murders
(Murders)
If you hop up in this car, nigga, ain't no gettin out
(Yo ass stuck ain't no gettin out)
If I put you ina gang, you better shoot no sittin' out
(Shoot yo gun)
Yeah, huh
All these niggas bap
(You niggas bap)
Two V turn into a hat, you ain't gon' shoot so why you strapped?
(Put yo fuckin' gun away nigga)
Yeah, you niggas don't know how to move, you ain't never go on a drill and watch the news
(Murder, murder)

(Yeah it's me, yeah it's me)
Brodie catch B's for the clout
(Clout)
I95 that's my trap route, hit the gas, I'm in and out
(I'm in and out)
Brodie came back from the dead, he visit hell ain't see the hype
(He ain't see the hype)
We done belt the nigga to the white meat, he look like Mike
(Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)
My homie bussin' traps, mm, yeah we takin' all types of payments
(Types of payments)
Brodie bouncin' out the V wit Drac, just tryn' make a statement
I done got to geeked, I couldn't go to sleep, I couldn't contain it
(Couldn't contain it)
I done pulled up in a double R the devil bank arrangement

Ima popout wit a burner, diamonds hit like Ike Turner, we gon' spin and spin again
(Spin, spin)
We committin' real murders
(Murders)
If you hop up in this car, nigga, ain't no gettin out
(Yo ass stuck ain't no gettin out)
If I put you ina gang, you better shoot no sittin' out
(Shoot yo gun)
Yeah, huh
All these niggas bap
(You niggas bap)
Two V turn into a hat, you ain't gon' shoot so why you strapped?
(Put yo fuckin' gun away nigga)
Yeah, you niggas don't know how to move, you ain't never go on a drill and watch the news
(Murder, murder)


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