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Gassin On'em Video (MV)




Performed By: Frank Noble
Length: 2:58
Written by: Frank Noble




Frank Noble - Gassin On'em Lyrics




This industry full of fakes
They ain't got what it takes
Hear original music and quick to copy and paste
Ol old ass studio gangstas are a disgrace
If U don't take this shit serious get the f*ck out the way
Tryna come with something new when U need to be replace
All this weak ass music polluting the air waves
They get f*cked up before their shows and can't perform their shit on stage
And wonder why they broke now 4 yo craft you'll never get paid
If U feel some type of way we can catch a fade
And after we done smoke a 8th
That's if U wit this street shit
U funny wit yours then U can keep it
Some Niggaz can't take it & let their egos put them N cement
Graves some try to keep things on the page wit this beef shit
If U want it wit music I kill U wit a 16 then
F*ck it kill them wit 8 freestyle the rest on the weekend
I can come up wit a hit while I'm sleeping
Wake up and write that shit down
Some real stuff
I chase bucks y'all niggas act like clowns and chase sluts
Full of ass shots, long ass weaves and make up
Smoke big blunts wit them pop bottles and don't f*ck
Step ya game up playa
Social media claiming U got haters
Talking like U the West Coast Savior
Been N it 20 plus & still ain't made It N the majors
Your an actor yo shit need to be seen in a theater
I spit that real life no re acting a role I seen on a movie
No movie scripts just the crips that I'm wit are some real foolies
Keep a clip of hydration 4 niggaz that want to juice me
They be N they feelings just cuz they bitches wanna seduce me

Claiming y'all the hardest
Labels signing these gay artist
Bitch boys shelf the real and put them right on the market
Give'em opportunities to have they shit sold up and target
Online stores are poppin while they got real niggaz starving
I put myself on iTunes and multiple places
While these thirsty bucket rappers stay all In people faces
Ready for selfies or make sure someone has their picture taken
Male groupies that's how some people make it
They some real dick riders and name droppers
Coke heads and pill poppers
Behind the mic they turn into gun touters and bank robbers
N real life they broke ass f*ck they worst then these club hoppers
They wishing they where shottahs
Can't be apart of this roster
DW DR@GWEST & I'm the CEO
We the Next West Thing on the Coast
Had to trade mark my lines cuz niggaz love to steal yo quotes
So when U see the words attached to my logo then you'll know
This is my brand it's authentic
Top quality and it take money to get these letters printed
On theses T's, Crew necks, and hoodies, so if dollaz ain't mentioned
Don't include U want 1 N the same sentence
My shit ain't Neva cheap
Shirts goin 4 25 a piece
Y'all shirts be hella weak bitches only wear thiers when they sleep
Pressin triple A's up and tryna compete
Mines are pro club and any purchase it comes wit a CD
So either way you'll see hear or see mines in the city streets
Im apart of the Republic so U might see me up N Queens
Brooklyn or New Jersey S/O to Aleesh at Royal Thieves
No Hand Outs Ain't Shit free

We on our global grind
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This industry full of fakes
They ain't got what it takes
Hear original music and quick to copy and paste
Ol old ass studio gangstas are a disgrace
If U don't take this shit serious get the f*ck out the way
Tryna come with something new when U need to be replace
All this weak ass music polluting the air waves
They get f*cked up before their shows and can't perform their shit on stage
And wonder why they broke now 4 yo craft you'll never get paid
If U feel some type of way we can catch a fade
And after we done smoke a 8th
That's if U wit this street shit
U funny wit yours then U can keep it
Some Niggaz can't take it & let their egos put them N cement
Graves some try to keep things on the page wit this beef shit
If U want it wit music I kill U wit a 16 then
F*ck it kill them wit 8 freestyle the rest on the weekend
I can come up wit a hit while I'm sleeping
Wake up and write that shit down
Some real stuff
I chase bucks y'all niggas act like clowns and chase sluts
Full of ass shots, long ass weaves and make up
Smoke big blunts wit them pop bottles and don't f*ck
Step ya game up playa
Social media claiming U got haters
Talking like U the West Coast Savior
Been N it 20 plus & still ain't made It N the majors
Your an actor yo shit need to be seen in a theater
I spit that real life no re acting a role I seen on a movie
No movie scripts just the crips that I'm wit are some real foolies
Keep a clip of hydration 4 niggaz that want to juice me
They be N they feelings just cuz they bitches wanna seduce me

Claiming y'all the hardest
Labels signing these gay artist
Bitch boys shelf the real and put them right on the market
Give'em opportunities to have they shit sold up and target
Online stores are poppin while they got real niggaz starving
I put myself on iTunes and multiple places
While these thirsty bucket rappers stay all In people faces
Ready for selfies or make sure someone has their picture taken
Male groupies that's how some people make it
They some real dick riders and name droppers
Coke heads and pill poppers
Behind the mic they turn into gun touters and bank robbers
N real life they broke ass f*ck they worst then these club hoppers
They wishing they where shottahs
Can't be apart of this roster
DW DR@GWEST & I'm the CEO
We the Next West Thing on the Coast
Had to trade mark my lines cuz niggaz love to steal yo quotes
So when U see the words attached to my logo then you'll know
This is my brand it's authentic
Top quality and it take money to get these letters printed
On theses T's, Crew necks, and hoodies, so if dollaz ain't mentioned
Don't include U want 1 N the same sentence
My shit ain't Neva cheap
Shirts goin 4 25 a piece
Y'all shirts be hella weak bitches only wear thiers when they sleep
Pressin triple A's up and tryna compete
Mines are pro club and any purchase it comes wit a CD
So either way you'll see hear or see mines in the city streets
Im apart of the Republic so U might see me up N Queens
Brooklyn or New Jersey S/O to Aleesh at Royal Thieves
No Hand Outs Ain't Shit free

We on our global grind
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Writer: Frank Noble
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