Gang Members lyrics

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Back in the booth, got the gat with me too
You'll get patched, who is you?
Ask for a feature, get taxed for it too
If you snitch and get caught you get whacked for it too
Got the North Pole on my back with it too
And I promise your name will get scratched for them blues
I only f*ck with the real, that's a few
When we slid on his car he ain't know who was who
As for my n*ggas, I upped it and blew
I ain't new to this, my n*ggas true to this
Found me a stain and I'm finna go through with it
TFGPBG, them n*ggas too legit
MAC with a fifty, that b*tch got a cooler kit
Blow through the car, I don't give a f*ck who it hit
Call up Lu Menace 'cause he really do this sh*t
n*ggas is b*tches, they already knew this sh*t
Yeah we be flippin' through sh*t
My n*ggas different and sh*t
Dog put more clips on the whip
Went from an eighth to a zip, that was quick
Whip that sh*t up 'til it's stiff, let it sit
BU & Squad has been runnin' through bricks
b*tch if you buck, just a cold one get fixed
Don't leave the crib without pole on my hip
Run up, take shots to the head like a fifth
I know them n*ggas be sh*t 'cause I'm next in this sh*t
And I'm probably the best in this sh*t
If you call yourself taxin' a brick, you get left in this b*tch
Neck come clean at the mess in this b*tch
I ain't got no stress in this b*tch
Lil Dutty will come through and leave some sh*t wrecked in this b*tch
You better be blessed in this b*tch
'Cause them hollow tips burn, you'll think it's the devil lil b*tch
Everything froze from my neck to my wrist
Got somethin' low, let it stretch in the whip
Promise some work and watch it disappear
Everything froze from my b*tch to the deer
Free my bro locked down that's fightin' them years
Lost some my n*ggas, I ran out of tears
I feel it coming, my timing is near
I feel it coming, my shining is here
Whole lot of gang members
Through the rain and the pain we the same n*ggas
Phone kickin' like Liu for the 'caine, n*gga
Phone slang, who is dude, you a stain n*gga
Tryna bust major moves in the game n*gga
n*ggas switch like moods for the fame n*gga
I be cuttin' b*tches off like space n*gga
I be lightin' n*ggas up like phase n*gga
Hell nah we don't play n*gga, better ask around 'bout us
You don't wanna f*ck around, get found by us
You don't wanna get left on the ground by us
Stand down, you don't wanna pound for pound with us
Got some n*ggas ride any time 'bout us
How you want, n*gga you can have it
Twenty plus bullets out the semiautomatic
Hop back in traffic, act like it ain't happen
Just another casualty, f*ckin' with the family
It won't end happily, n*ggas dyin' rapidly
I don't know why n*ggas even wanna cap with me
Look up to the sky, every day I got Pap with me
I ain't even race and n*ggas can't run laps with me
Y'all go on dates, b*tches can't take naps with me
Make a n*gga say uh like Master P
Got a Glock-23, that's a masterpiece
Call Streetz, he gon' put a n*gga fast to sleep
Me gone with a lot of n*ggas glad to see
Too bad I can't let a n*gga capture me
Ginger breadman, n*ggas ain't fast as me
Where you goin' boy? n*ggas ain't passin' me
Too crazy n*gga, you don't want to spazz with me
By the way, free my mans Lil Spazz and Leek
When I get to the top I'ma have a seat