Damn, It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta
To Live And Die In The East, We The Last Outlaws Between You And Me.
Ran So Many Plays On These Streets, I Could've Played For UNLV.
You Wouldn't Run A Mile In My Sneaks. Don't Project Your Fears On Me. In The N.O.  Gotta Keep It P. All These Broads Tryna Run G.
It's How It Unfolds, I Suppose. Tryna Press Me Like Clothes, Shorty Play Your Role. Heard You After Diamonds And Gold. They Said You Like Designers On Your Soles. Sweeping Up Money Off The Floor. You A Big Timer And We All Know. Gangsta Walking Everywhere We Go. From District E To The East Coast.

Damn, It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta

All for the love of drug dealing
Made it home alive and we still pitching
I can never switch n my religion
Double crossers on me still I keep it christion
kick my thoughts to the sample, it's tradition
Every now and then, I might spit some ill shit
You just want my heart, don't care how I've been feeling
You just want my loyalty, you know I'm different
Give you all my love at any minute
Hold fast to my reciept
Woe, is me
Rolling gas; scrolling Opensea
Copping shit I thought I'd never see

Music

Snooze

Don't You Lie

Drake - First Person Shooter (feat. J. Cole)

First Person Shooter

High

Troublesome

Tourist

So Exciting

Rewind

RelationShip

Me & You

Spank remix to Drake - Over

I keep my head both of them where they supposed to be
Getting jiggy with some jiggers bumpin Jigga
I was dancin, accidentally spilled my liquor 
And poured the leftovers for my dead niggas
Shit could get realer
Niggas pulling triggers
I'm a go getter
Audio dope spitta 
Talks with the pilot 
Switches of hydraulics
Enlighten them with knowledge
Though I barely went to college 
400 degreez but ya homie stayed solid 
Thumbing through them hundreds 
I can barely shut my wallet
Meetings on my wireless 
I swear this shit timeless 
Word to my watches
Watching out for watchers 
Smoking ounces on the rocket
Watch this-
I had it on my mind since the city went to sinking 
Back when Nut Head fucked around and left the Lincoln
Living in hotels really got a nigga thinking
Losing all our shit had the whole family drinking
Now we moving on up
Mally wave ya hands like you don't give a fuck
If you don't fuck with him then you ain't smoke enough
Call ya plug up 
Tell him cop some better stuff
Grew up in the 9 know a nigga had it rough 
Every other day my neighbors wound up in cuffs 
Gone light it up homie take a couple puffs
Money over bitches can't give a hoe trust
I love her for the moment but it's over when I bust
I hope she got her coins cause she gotta catch the bus
Shorty hurry up cause ya boy in a rush
I'm fucking with the jets blowing Andretti Kush

Spank - Bygones

Mula Mally remix to Future - Commas

There he go with that 'I told ya' face
Smug looks got them posers pissed
But how the fuck you bet against the greats
I should poke my tongue out
Now, that's what you get
Ah ha
That's goody for ya
That's bout the only way that I ca put it for ya
Ran off on the plug then you doubled back 
Now you gotta watch your fucking back
Cause he looking for ya
Tell me have you seen her?
Bad like Serena
Jada Pinkette by demeanor 
And she got her mama features 
Shorty you can get it
Should we put it on ya visa?
Speeding there with Spank shit banging in the speaker 
But when I slide up I ain't delivering no pizza
The life that we chose
Blow the dice
Let em roll like the good times
Cause when it's all over all that matters is the good times
Sunset stunts on the lake
Spark one roll another one
We always half baked 
She know the G code but she'll never say
Just know that we some big money heavyweights 
And when they say we keep it reel they talking reel estate 
Tryna buy the whole building out and renovate 
Rule book you need to learn 'fore you play
Or you'd likely take a L
'fore they sound the first bell
Dead meat on the shelves 
Blood on the leaves 
So we screaming "fuck 12"
What's a man to do when every suspect look just like you
If you don't, you still do
All of them killed a few
So they throw us in the zoo
Sad but true
Blindfolded though she still keep her eye on the sun
Please don't harass me 'fore I'm done
Many verse to be told
This chapter has yet to unfold

Commas

Mula Mally remix to Petey Pablo - Raise Up

Not until my bitch let a couple more rose petals drop
Do I dare step up in the spot
Lion pelt over my shoulder 
This is why I'm hot
99 reasons why you're not
Stroll up in there smoother than ya pops
Labels tried to lose him on the bench
What a shame
Now I bet they wish they would've put him in the game-
Let my mama son play
Let my mama son play!
Never knew today was one day
Let's toast to that shit
Let's smoke to that shit
It's gone be alright 
You can quote this
Walk around with our nose to the ceiling
Oh what a feeling
I done got the set ready
Now we going for the millions 
Of course 
This wasn't all for sport
Although it was fun flicking hooks from half court 
Plus you know them cheerleaders wanna lay up
Passing to my bros
Cliff Paul with the assist
The way a nigga ballin in this bitch...
Got me looking like I share a court with the Lakers
Me against the world
Any takers?
World, peace 
There's a war going on in the middle of the east
And you ain't gotta be in it to be in it, my friend 
They giving niggas life times ten 
Never fill a man's shoes again
Never eat that Manchus again 
The laughter thereafter 
Just a blanket for the burdens that we burry
Tokes of the Mary
Don't worry, be happy
Yes love
Looking out for you just like daddy
The cute way you pout when you mad at me
Fuck them hoes
Don't wanna be a playa no more
But we both know that ain't how this story go
I'n all to blame
Bitches fucking for the fame
Trying to get a name 
In every city that we visiting to run off with the change
I see the same dames
Trying to sink they fangs in a rich nigga veins
Titties out, hands up
And real Gs throwing Ms up
Now weapon formed against us
Eastside on the rise
The city came together now their running for their lives 
When witnessing the unity they acting all surprised
Law enforcement trying to prove that they're good guys
Cause chances are they won't make it home otherwise 
And we ain't sending threats just weary of the pest who patrol on the set 
As though the neighbors lawn so pretty 
Reminiscing when we used to rep our city

Raise uP

Who Did It First?
Awe, Yea That Was Us
Who Was Really Manning Up?
Eighteen In The Clutch

That Was Us (Who Did It First?)

- Eastside & Forever

Double G Bruh
Try To Keep Up
30,000 Feet Up 
How You Reach Us

New Orleans

Good For Us

Mula Mally brings along Nicki Kilo for this fun ambient tribute to The Guap Gang. Produced by Mula Mally x Assassin Nation Beats. Epic collab between Young Assassin Double G members. Play this one loud on repeat.

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