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Gang! Gang!
We started this shit nigga, they
cross me, they know
Talkin' I ain't did shit for 'em, they
niggas, I cut 'em off, bitch
Gang! Gang!

I just brought some MACs and shit, couple is after me
Got the all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the scene
Mini chopper that catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel them niggas died for me
You ain't no nigga
You ain't no street

nigga
And I 'em cash, I'm a rich nigga
I got this fame I kept a stick nigga
And I fuck his bitch, I gave her nigga
Now tell 'em every reason why you nigga
And I'm the reason why you got bricks nigga
dissin', catch him by himself, ain't got a stick with him
100 thousand jewels, I cop my lil' a mink nigga
Would say I hope you OD but I don't
Pussy boy, telling to the pigs nigga
'bout I don't do shit for the fam, bitch I'm from the Lam
100 here, 100
Free my niggas out the
I'll rat
50K, I it out the sac
Bike
Slide on that Banchee, on Meek's ass

Slide to his crib, creep his ass
Left,
3, 4 times, beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God leave his ass

I just brought MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple off, and now they mad at me
Had to a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like niggas died for me
You no street nigga
You ain't no nigga

Niggas say Chicago ain't mine, niggas lyin'
Think about fuckin' mine, them niggas dyin'
Future got me poppin' a Perc, I took a few a
Free the guys real time, 22 and 9
Even though they want 1, 000 pennies, won't drop a dime
They know we hoes in the city
Fuck 'em once and call a bitch back
I'm that nigga, follow
Only I follow niggas are for Twitter
Watch shit, go and get my own
no asking shit
Past this shit, classic
I might fuck a ratchet
Bitch I'm me, I can't for free
30K to see
sleep, got 'em mad at me
hated me
Super sauce, I'm a boss
super off
Niggas hoes, niggas super
And I got designer, and all
Niggas straight snitches, to lose 'em all
Nigga what, nigga who is
Bernie 'em off!
Gang! Gang!

I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is me
Got the city all on gang dick, they to laugh at me
Had to cut a niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion
Mini chopper that catchin' me lackin' me
give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I like them niggas died for me
You no street nigga
You no street nigga