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

I just brought some MACs and shit, couple is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, used 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
Randy give him two to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them died for me
You ain't no street
You ain't no street

Bitch
And I 'em cash, I'm a rich nigga
Before I got fame I kept a stick nigga
And I fuck his bitch, I gave her nigga
Now tell 'em every reason why you sick
And I'm the reason why you got them bricks
Sneak dissin', catch him by himself, ain't got a stick him
100 jewels, I cop my lil' bitch a mink nigga
Would say I hope you OD but I jinx
Pussy boy, everything to the pigs nigga
Talkin' I don't do shit for the fam, bitch I'm from the Lam
100 here, 100
Free my out the jail
I'll rat
50K, I it out the sac
Bike
on that Banchee, on lil' 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 we'll his ass

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

Niggas say Chicago ain't mine, them niggas
Think about with mine, them niggas dyin'
Future got me poppin' a Perc, I took a few a
Free the doin' real time, 22 and 9
Even though they want 1, 000 pennies, niggas drop a dime
They know we fuckin' hoes in the
Fuck 'em once and never a bitch back
I'm that nigga, who?
Only time I niggas are for Twitter
Watch shit, go and get my own
With no asking
Past this shit, shit
I might a ratchet bitch
Bitch I'm me, I fuck for free
30K to see
sleep, got 'em mad at me
People me
Super sauce, I'm a boss
Killas off
hoes, niggas super salty
And I got designer, and all
straight snitches, just to lose 'em all
Nigga what, who is y'all
Bernie 'em off!
Gang! Gang!

I brought some MACs and shit, couple killers 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 draco catchin' me me
give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain't no street
You no street nigga