Lyrics:
young niggas ride wit
K's in they Chevrolet's
Work jumping back, I'm on that gang shit
Been in the trap so I
Ain't bought another chain yet
I'm
some niggas with blocks
I know some niggas with bricks I took a risk AP sit on my wrist
Plain jane ducking the chain gang
Ducking the feds stuffing these
keep a blick
Only thang on my mind is the blue strips
Long days doin time cuz I knew the risk
Gold chains remind me why I do this
All this weight on my
my bar code
In the strip club, prolly at the Blue Fline
Scratches on the whip, bitch a Mini coupe thang
Okay I stepped up from the scene super
groupies
They try step behind me but slip on thin ice and I hit the goosies
And crack cube black Jew
Looking for a blue vibe tip of the flame
You outer
bluffing nah fuck it thanks for nothing
Head coach let's play
Giving a pass to the backstage
Two chains blue Jays cava the sauce at my age
Stick up
shouted on chain gangs
Pain they felt, but it helped them to maintain
Scott Joplin's rags, Bessie Smith's blues
St. Louis blues, they were all the news
trying, a demon, you tell by the horns
Rocking with gang, you can tell by the form
We gonna reign, you can tell by the storms
Ready for war, since Yokai
what you tell
Stay down,
Stay down but we came up
Don't say nun
When we see u in yo lane stuck
Lot of blue hunnids
Gold chains when u face us
FMF
next episode of Blue's Clues
I don't care about the gang that you're in
I'll treat you and your dawgs like Yulin
Who in the fuck do you think you're
where gango go
Got A lotta gang with me
Niggas chuckin B's and C's
What a scary site to see
Gang at the top food chain
Blue strips made a her mood
your chain, nigga, what the fuck you claim, nigga?
1400, 800, bitch, I'm talkin' gang, nigga
We not the same, nigga, Big 14, Great Dane, nigga
Fuck
Dread Woo, nigga, fuck nigga
Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit
(Beat by Yamaica productions, baby)
Niggas gonna be fuckin'
the James Boys out on the long trail
Well, they caught him in Minnesota along with the gang
And he died down in jail in the cell or the chain
You loved
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Rick my feet, we elite
Flying private, overseas
Brand new bracelet, by ALYX
Flood my neck, then flood the streets
I got shooters
round glock take his ass on aikido
Bag on his head he got set up by chico
Feds see the whole gang up as a big 12
tryna hit our ass with them ricos
Aint
the love of my-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Counting the money I do
Coming in green and then blue
Pussy money weed im in my zone
If it aint bout the money bitch im gone
Im playing tag with
(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red
about it when you come
V1:
Gucci gang/ gucci gang/ gucci gang/
Spend a 100 racks on a new chain
Got a queen comin thru n sum vera wang
Iconic she ridin
gang shit
Been in the trap so I ain't bought another chain yet
I'm on Worldstar, I'm on Worldstar, I'm on Worldstar yep, I'm on Worldstar
I'm
Only the best in my blunt
Only the tech in my cup
Bitch I was stuck
Ain't have the rent for the month
Gone by the end of the month
Shit getting tough
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
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