GULAG Lyrics

Fuck, enough is enough, bitch

Made it out of the trap, used to sit on the block, now I'm sitting on hunnids
How is he mentioning us? Seen him in person and niggas was running
Every time that I step in, you know that I'm bringing a gun in
Drey when I call Chris Mullen, if we see an opp, I know that he dumping
G6 punching, I'm in a section with two chops
Don't get it twisted, if I see an opp, I'mma turn into Moonrock
We got a new opp, I'm gonna roll till I'm high like a rooftop
They was hating on us, all the niggas that dissing I send to the Gulag
41 savages, 41 shots, I don't know who the...
Put the beam on his brain, bow
Now we can see his medulla
I got the...
Send me the long five, then we go leave him in the school
Bow!

I got the G2 broke out the ruler, 30
G2Cs in the party, up in the beast
I'm outside ducking the Ds, it's getting hot, stay with the G
Shots fly, don't blame DP
If you know you scared, then get out of the streets
We on a bend, what the fuck is a peace?
If my niggas miss, then we go on a spree
Word to bro, we got Hall of Fame defense
You think I'm lying, go ask the G's
He got shot trying to flick it on me
I seen him drop and I throw him a B
Shots fired, they wake up the P's
What happened to Freshy? I beat him to sleep
Like blitz through, bro crash with the V
If we get the shot, then we go for the three
On that block, we ain't do no recording
We was really outside tryna score some
I'm the champ, but the AP bussin'
If I like what he got, he a portion
Right after the dub, nigga diss me
I got the cold ass men in the coffin
Too much trolling, not enough toastin'
If we see the real Crip, we gonna hawk 'em

Made it out of the trap, used to sit on the block, now I'm sitting on hunnids
How is he mentioning us? Seen him in person, niggas was running
Every time that I step in, you know that I'm bringing a gun in
Drey when I call Chris Mullen, if we see an opp, I know that he dumping
G6 punching, I'm in a section with two chops
Don't get it twisted, if I see an opp, I'mma turn into Moonrock
We got a new opp, I'm gonna roll till I'm high like a rooftop
They was hating on us, all the niggas that dissing I send to the Gulag

I got rap, all these niggas my juniors
Oh, he wanna run up on me, what's gonna happen? I'm dumping, I do first
Red beam on his brain tumor
Running on me, that's why bro ama shoot first
Cameras on, start moving like Bruiser
I get to clicking like I'm a computer
I keep the God tight, I'm on a block like I'm a commuter
Ever since they been dying, I see less humor
Like bow, bow, bow

Who the fuck is this shot?