YG - Sign Language (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YG - Sign Language (en) Lyrics
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We got heaters, smoke, drank, bitches
Fours, deuces, treys, switches
Riders, money, houses, boats
Notes, uncompromisin' quotes
Tweakers on Molly, in the Hills livin'
Glocks, scopes, chops
with the switches
Ferraris, Richard Millie,
models on dope
Four double O, now a nigga
want the smoke
(West Coast)
I'ma bang on bitch boys (Uh-oh)
Bentley trucks, G wagons,
then his bitch toys
You ain't say my name
in that diss song
Bitch ass nigga, that's
not a diss, boy
It's YG aka Chin-Checker
4Hunnid worth fifty million,
I'm a rich stepper
Woah, I might pop out in some leather
Or in some Dickies like,
fuck your Margiela
Twist your fingers up, bang,
nigga-nigga, bang (Oh)
Throw up your gang, nigga,
bang, nigga-nigga, bang
What set you claim, nigga?
Bang, nigga-nigga, bang
It's all the same, nigga,
bang, nigga-nigga, bang
Twist your fingers up, bang,
nigga-nigga, bang (Bang)
Throw up your gang, nigga, bang,
nigga-nigga, bang (Bang)
What set you claim, nigga? Bang,
nigga-nigga, bang (Bang)
It's all the same, nigga, bang,
nigga-nigga, bang (Bang)
Yeah, bang on 'em (Bang on 'em)
Mr. Gangster with designer,
get strange on 'em (Uh-oh)
I hang with the savages, we
got rank on 'em (Sacks)
Went from broke to rich, I had
to change on 'em (Yeah)
Cherry red, I'm flamed up,
cherry red Chucks (Yeah)
On gang, Blood, we don't
do no head up's
I'm the one they call when
they get jammed up
Yellin' free the gang,
we don't do handcuffs
Big drip, hoes tricks,
Glock .9, long clips
Bitch strip-pole, gripped on Bloods,
I'm with a few Crips
Fuck good, love hard, I burnt
out my love chart
Black trucks bulletproof, them
Glocks on my security guard
Rich nigga, six figures, ain't
shit, you bitch nigga
Lit nigga, they pay me
to pop shit, nigga
A verse from me is like four
or five bricks, nigga
And at the video shoot
I do this, nigga
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