Reppin'
The Crew
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Niggas tryna find a way Gettin to the money each and every day Me and my niggas we ain’t wit the games Homie if you didn’t know, I rep the Gang Niggas tryna find a way Gettin to the money each and every day Me and my niggas we ain’t wit the games Homie if you didn’t know, I rep the Gang I roll one, I’m jaded I drink good, I’m faded She got thick thighs plus good vibes, it’s going down like basements Her current nigga erased him I go King Kong that’s ape shit Buyin fake jewels off of IG tells me you need replacements Uhh, quit wit all the fake love actin like we homies Before I sock a nigga that’s word to Mick Foley Ya main chick on me dog she can’t leave me lonely In THE CReW we trust my nigga members only They call me Drippy Triiipy, cuz they know I’m cocky My time Invicta, that’s expensive watching Rub the wood Apollo, but she boxing Rocky See the cameras flashing, like it’s paparazzi yeaa They like you better watch your back yeaa Them hating niggas is big mad yeaa It’s the return of the Mack yeaa In the 6 where the bitches badd yeaa I earned my wings like a pilot nigga I write my shit, f*ck a Quentin Miller Used to shoot the three I was Reggie Miller Fled to Golden State to become a winner Like damn, niggas know I’m the man yeaa THE CReW yea that’s the gang yeaa Why you wanna snort cocaine yeaa Pay attention nigga, keep the change yeaa Niggas tryna find a way Gettin to the money each and every day Me and my niggas we ain’t wit the games Homie if you didn’t know, I rep the Gang Niggas tryna find a way Gettin to the money each and every day Me and my niggas we ain’t wit the games Homie if you didn’t know, I rep the Gang Yeah, ain’t nobody talking like I Ain’t nobody talking this fly Ain’t nobody talking this wise If I was colorblind the green illuminate my eye Find my wings til my fate is sealed Take the deal, a date with success I just paid the bill The gang is real, rock til we make a mill And we always been sick so it’s been a drill Being broke is a joke, so we laugh at dudes Passing through, I don’t even have a clue What half yall do? Breeze by like Baton Rouge And we never gave a f*ck Marshall Mathers mood And niggas just tryna stack M’s Most of they chances just looking real Slim Losing themselves, just trying to fit in But all my niggas going to win in the end Yeah Tell me whatchu know about me Not a mah-fucking thing I bet yo bitch she know my name I bet yo niggas know my Gang My chain go Bling Bow Money tall as Ming Yao She wanna be down wit the team now Don’t judge these hoes like pre-trial Yeaa Yeaa Money makin, picture takin, niggas hatin Yeaa Yeaa Never fakin, bitches naked, never chase em Yeaa Yeaa Pull up in that BM dub Hatin niggas need a hug I’m on that Henny, don’t need no drugs She lemme hit, no need to cuff Niggas tryna find a way Gettin to the money each and every day Me and my niggas we ain’t wit the games Homie if you didn’t know, I rep the Gang Niggas tryna find a way Gettin to the money each and every day Me and my niggas we ain’t wit the games Homie if you didn’t know, I rep the Gang
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Written by: Arshon Howard, Darnell Cephas, Ivan Shockley III, Jaleel Shockley
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