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Spin a lil bend wave the K out the car
160 a zip pay 250 for Za
Hit up tay set the play it be gone by tomorrow
On the way to the trap got a play

really bout it then do some
Pop out with gang we thuggin and styling something some real niggas be on
Been rocked the designer that's made by Italians now

south to get em for the low
Bitch I'm a kill that's on da code
I hit the drink and i switch the mode
Stick in my pant so i'on dance
When it come

the same shit
African as hell can't dance for shit
Like for real I thought jeasy in this bitch
Stop all the talk and just pass me the sitch
Got a thousand

it out
Had to carry the wtaer gang was In a drought
Showed em the vision we all make it out
Millions of times in my head there was doubts
Batted em off

that I should just do it
There was pain in my heart, Like I was shot by a Cupid
Salvation is yours to keep so there is no way that you can just lose it

Strong arm the plug feel like Hercules
Plug throw me bombs in the mail like he Drew Brees
223 make his ass dance like he C Breezy
Had to quit this rap shit

don't know what it means
On the block hella shots watch them bleed
Do it by any means
Walk out feel the heat
Pack him up putting to sleep
Yeah this VV

not the same
I make sure that all my niggas eat
Put that on the gang
All these vvs bang
Your bitch in a trance
Diamonds make her dance
And she do it

the difference
And I lead by example for instance, If it's me they gone pay it attention
If we broke imma find us a mission, If I die imma live on for centuries
If

conceited I don't need no luck
Look up to my mom's, only one that I trust
All by myself ain't one got my back
Promethazine fell in love with the act
Break off

no throwing up
Me and my gang we keep on spending
We flexing
Shorties across the bar they checking
They come on the dance floor and start shaking
Crept

mentions
Fuck hoes by the dozen like doubling 6’s
Loving the gang yeah my benjies be cripping
Told her I loved her I wasn’t for real
Love when she ride it

a couple quarters like 5 x 5
take a lil ecstasy and fly sky high
Bitch I'm sliding out the mud like a side by side
Fuck 12 it's Eleven
Run up the money like

Look
Rest in peace to Mac man like prom this my last dance
Out of nowhere I came from, blind side, crack back
Whack raps you can have that Yall

dance mike jack
Walk up in the club wit a stack full of dubz
Tell her meet me at the booth throw that ass right back
While I’m throwing out the cash like

Put my name up in the hall of fame
I be riding with the whole gang
Across the city making private parties
Want some bands? don't you worry about it

leg is on flick
Jump off a plane
N**** landed and got hit by a crane
I'm Going insane
I keep working and keep growing my mane (Bitch)
Stay in your lane

The gang, we like to roll deep
Know I got some chains and Imma wear em' like some trophies
If you talking to em' you a rat, don't hang with police
Claim

And be careful when you dance
Don't step on your mans Jordans
Cause you gon' see them grills
I ain't talking about George Foreman
Uh, and would y'all put

the cage (ouuu)
Don't jump in this water you food
Get hit wit hot shit think you cool
My niggas don't play by the rules
Mira, I pop 2 percs now I'm 3 high
I

a chick
Beat by Ayesean it's so fire
Aye Yungnitro gon' speed it up
Same face, Same name
I see everyday
People come and go
Like they do a fadeaway
Same

ROMAN
As long as I'm alive
And that's facts
Pull up with the gang
No slacks
Glockin it back for the
Op & Bang
My team too heavy
Sharp like machette
Ching

DJ Peek
Wrote a letter to my little dog
They got him still in the system
He talking about in there
You can't be talking about no gang
If you ain't