Purple Gang lyrics

Artist  : Proof 
Song : Purple Gang



 Send "Purple Gang" Ringtone to your Cell 

 (feat. Purple Gang)



[Intro: Proof]

Yeah, ha hah!

It's your boy DJ Seven-Duece

It's a lot of hoes in here fellas, ha hah!

So why you lookin at that other nigga?

Ha hah! All the ladies with burgundy hair get in
free!

Heh, I got live on stage

Purple Gang and B.U., let's go!



[Verse One]

Feelin old as ever man I came with a buzz

Two shots, beer in my hand, I'm gettin drunk

Pills kickin in and my eyes gettin lowwww

Reek of heat, cologne mixed with hydroooo

Ice grillin niggaz with the Roley on the
WRIST

Two steps, hands in the air, this my SHIT

Look at shorty light-skinned, damn she's so
thick

How she poppin, I can't wait 'til she drop it on
my DICK

I ain't in the mood for pistol poppin

But we can get it poppin if you be gettin outta
pocket I'm good

Cause when I'm in the club I'm usually off a
Bud

with a hundred Purple Gang thug niggaz, I'm
Hollyhood

If you can't really handle my team, so think the
plan out

You runnin low on yo' cream, I'm rubber band
out

Been gettin money like the only thing to get

You run up talkin reckless, dude I tell 'em
this



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

I'ma knock you ouuuuut

You keep runnin yo' mouuuuuth

Here's how it's gon' beeeee

I can't see it no other way, I gotta be me



[Verse Two]

I ain't dancin, I got a cup and I'm posted on the
wall

Won't get too drunk cause niggaz might open up a
brawl

You holdin on a broad and you off of some
liquor

And she got your mind blown so you offer to lick
her

Don't care about flossin my nigga

Reason you see a bitch every day cause you look
in the mirror

Spill some beer on my kicks and you catchin a
fist

So hold your drink, don't be tough and go mess
with a bitch

V.I.P. with somethin sharp in my boot

Just in case you got beef and wanna start with my
group

Hoes eyes on me when I step in the club

They don't fuck with button-up boys, they wanna
mess with a thug

Coward niggaz see me comin so they exit the
place

Hundred deep and we don't care about catchin a
case

Stop lyin by the gun that rest on your waist

Before you on the flo' where niggaz two-step on
your face



[Chorus]



[Verse Three]

Uhh, yeah

Anywhere that my crew party the freaks all on
us

And valet get the keys with peace signs on
'em

Any club that I'm at, I walk right through

The hoes wanna sexually assault my crew

I ain't handcuffin a bitch, unless it's to a
bedpost

But slip up with your chick, we take her

Get buck if you wanna, I throw a couple apes on
your heels 

and I talkin 'bout the kicks from Asia

I get a lot of hate cause my clique is major

So I furnished the inside of the boots with
razors

The owners get mad, they like 

"Fame, we got enough strobe lights, please
remove the bracelet"

I'm on the dance floor where the hoes all
sweatin

Though I get love from the roped off section

When I pop bottles you can get your whole crew
wet

Screamin Purple Gang while we doin the
two-step



[Chorus]