Gang
Whole lotta gang shit
Like who is you playin with
My nigga I bang shit


Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to ride
Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to die

I’m ready to ride, ready to die
Fuck all that talkin I’m ready to slide
Pull up and shoot hoe I’m takin yo life
Call me da reaper I’m spinnin yo block
Play with my sister or play with my brudda 
Pick up yo body dump it in the gutta 
Play with my people get hit with them cuttas 
Stop playin with me who putting who under
Get hit in yo back when I come an attack
No tappin out now you asked for this thraxs 
I’m ridin out bitch ain’t no time to relax
Get ready for war ain’t no takin it back
You fucked with my family let’s see how this play
My family come first now it’s time to repay
Bullets start flyin you stuck in a daze
Pussy ass nigga get put in yo place


Gang
Whole lotta gang shit
Like who is you playin with
My nigga I bang shit
Hahahahaha
Yeah

Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to ride
Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to die

Who ready to die who ready to fly
Send you straight up to the golden gates nah
Watch what you sayin my nigga no lie
Say the wrong thing and I might blow yo mind

Talkin that shit and you really not wit it
Put yo ass up on a brand new white fitted
My sister can fight but nigga I shoot
So what the fuck you think that im finna do

Not a care in the world when you buck at my brudda
He tell me to squeeze you best go find some cova
Ion want you to see this lil bro don’t you judge me
Put three in his face and put two in his tummy
Im bangin the 5 but my sisters they not
My brudda run track and he got in the pot
I’m on the music and sometimes I ruthless
I think it was twice that I made the new bitch

Drill Shit

I wake up with a dismal feeling 
Know that life has got some meaning
Looking back at time I spent to many hours dreaming
What it like to lose some love 
Wish I never loved at all
Wish I would focused on myself and conquered all my goals
Now look at me sitting back and counting stars
I couldn’t even tell you where a single constellation was
Always chasin after something But it always turns to nothing
Confident this shit that we call love was never meant for us

I look outside my window and I barely find some purpose
I know I got a son that loves me but deep down I’m hurtin
And yeah I know his loves enough
That’s why I never took the plunge
Contemplating early on if I could ever be the one
To take my life and break his little heart
But I can’t do that I love him way to much
He’s the purpose that I’m finding in myself 
The thoughts of him is what had saved me in that cell

Dead&Kold

Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag, Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, Watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Bet you niggas lost
All his niggas boss
Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag
Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Know you niggas lost
All his niggas boss

Gettin fetty wap, Flip the coin I bet He win the toss
Sendin shots, At these niggas noggin leave him leakin lots
These niggas not, What they claim to be
Lot of irony, He beg his girl
Baby please don’t leave, For him she on her knees
He take her soul, you can’t have it back
He got her throwin racks, They in the club
Pop in bottle tabs, And trippin on the dub
Now what you want, What you really want
For Him he want it all, You talkin tough
Bet He grip that pole, And wipe off all his mug 
Sendin shots up at yo dome, if He get em they be gone
If they tell you tuck yo chain, do or die he’ll blow you down
this the mission get a stripe, untuck the pole then blow the pipe
He ain’t gone tussle ain’t gone fight, so watch your mouth or lose yo life

You lose yoself  if you not careful goin on a robbin spree
Ain’t no Batman where He from so He gone stuff up all his jeans
Get this bread up how He want to, he gone take it if he see
He got dreams of livin lavish he want to live out by the sea

Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag, Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, Watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Bet you niggas lost
All his niggas boss
Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag
Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Know you niggas lost
All his niggas boss

He caught a body now he doin dirty
Can’t stop that man he pushin 90 in a fuckin 30
might put you down cause nigga lately he been really hurtin
He cry for help but lately no one wanna be near thirty
They see the pain up in his eyes but he don’t cry at night
He feel he gettin used too everybody dyin right
He clutch his pole don’t never fold and only ride at night
He know  he a burden he can’t never time it right
But his time is comin
He pop a pilly get to writin rhymes
He out his body feel the timings tight
He feel like he ain’t gotta die tonight
Release some stress off when he grip the mic
But now he back to thuggin 
He back up in the streets because he know he fuckin bummin
Gotta get this check up cause he know he gone go back to hungry
Gotta feed his his family did I mention got some kids that’s grubbin
And he don’t know no better so he gone go back to gunnin 

Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag, Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, Watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Bet you niggas lost
All his niggas boss
Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag
Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Know you niggas lost
All his niggas boss

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