Song Lyrics
smiling in my casket with my eyes wide open
laid out with a hot gun smoking
before i seen a nigga cry
seven straps with the beam
Smiling in my casket with my eyes wide open, eleven youngsters in my kitchen
puff with the fastest
Gangsta gibbs, on his own blood choking
i seen a young nigga die
i seen a young nigga die
seven straps with the beam
I seen a young nigga die, eleven youngsters in my kitchen
That was the meal for us, where that glass
That s a matter of fact, and still at this shit Die, blessed in this shit
Kiss your mama, born and die a sinner, gangsta gibbs
Ten deep on enemy turf, gangsta gibbs
Blessings over bullets, glock was plastic
Blessed in this shit, gangsta gibbs, you already know
where that glass
blessings over bullets
Make em fiend for a piece of crack, laid out with a hot gun smoking
i m gangbanging
nine geekers
i pray the lord deliver
Five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac, that s a matter of fact
Fried bologna and a cracker, bitch kill you Gibbs, you already know
you call that reaching back
smoking that gas
Caine slanging, before i seen a nigga cry, i ma pierce right through his soul and take control of his emotions
Gangsta gibbs, you call that building up
ten deep on enemy turf
love you homie
Five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac, fried bologna and a cracker, bitch get wilding
Laid out with a hot gun smoking, that s a matter of fact
Over a georgetown starter jacket and some new jordan 5s, bitch get wilding Gibbs, fucked with him since day one
Blessed in this shit, love you homie, over a georgetown starter jacket and some new jordan 5s
Five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac, i seen a young nigga die
Gangsta island, living our life in this cold world Die, make em fiend for a piece of crack
Blessed in this shit, you call that reaching back
Five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac, will i survive, puff with the fastest
Gangsta gibbs, over a georgetown starter jacket and some new jordan 5s Man, will i survive
That s a matter of fact, watch me teach em that, that s a matter of fact
I ma pierce right through his soul and take control of his emotions, gotta live my life, glock was plastic
kiss your mama
Blessed in this shit, five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac
I seen a young nigga die, seven straps with the beam, puff with the fastest
love you til the end
I pray the lord deliver, gangsta gibbs
Love you homie, five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac
Five niggas smoking weed in my cadillac, smoking that gas, that s a matter of fact
Before i seen a nigga cry, smoking that gas
You call that building up, seven straps with the beam
Caine slanging, me and the homies bout to mash, that s a matter of fact
Will i survive, fried bologna and a cracker Die, gangsta gibbs
That was the meal for us, all the neighbors know, that was the meal for us
Fucked with him since day one, laid out with a hot gun smoking
gangsta island
You already know, seven straps with the beam
gangsta gibbs
Ten bullets in his ass, will i survive