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Gang! Gang! We started this shit nigga, they know Gang Niggas cross me, they know Talking I ain't did shit for them, they know Pussy going to say I cut them off, bitch Gang! Gang! I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me Got the city all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene Mini chopper that draco catching me, lacking me Randy give him two shots to his face, because he lied to me Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me You ain't no street nigga You ain't no street nigga Bitch nigga And I gave them cash, I'm a rich nigga Before I got this fame I kept a stick nigga And I fuck his bitch, I gave her dick nigga Now tell them every reason why you sick nigga And I'm the reason why you got them bricks nigga Sneak dissing, catch him by himself, ain't got a stick with him 100 thousand jewels, I cop my lil' bitch a mink nigga Would say I hope you OD but I don't jinx nigga Pussy boy, telling everything to the pigs nigga Talking about I don't do shit for the fam, bitch I'm from the Lam 100 here, 100 thou' Free my niggas out the jail I'll never rat 50K, I drop it out the sac Bike life Slide on that Banchee, on lil' Meek's ass Nightlife Slide to his crib, I'ma creep his ass Left, right 3, 4 times, I'll beat his ass If he came with us, I swear to God we'll leave his ass I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me Got the city all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene Mini chopper that draco catching me lacking me Randy give him two shots to his face, because he lied to me Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me You ain't no street nigga You ain't no street nigga Niggas say Chicago ain't mine, them niggas lying Think about fucking with mine, them niggas dying Future got me popping a Perc, I took a few with slime Free the guys doing real time, 22 and 9 Even though they want 1000 pennies, niggas won't drop a dime They know we fucking hoes in the city Fuck them once and never call a bitch back I'm that nigga, follow who? Only time I follow niggas are for Twitter Watch this shit, go and get my own With no asking shit Past this shit, classic shit I might fuck a ratchet bitch Bitch I'm me, I can't fuck for free 30K to see Bitches sleep, got them mad at me People hated me Super sauce, I'm a super boss Killas super off Niggas hoes, niggas super salty And I got designer, Loubs and all Niggas straight snitches, just to lose them all Nigga what, nigga who is y'all Vernie take them off! Gang! Gang! I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me Got the city all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene Mini chopper that draco catching me lacking me Randy give him two shots to his face, because he lied to me Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me You ain't no street nigga You ain't no street nigga Bitch
Writer(s): Alkhaaliq Omar Lawrence, Durk D Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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