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GANG BIZNESS
YG & PayGotti
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Doubles, nigga, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dead homies
Ay, ay, ay (4Hunnid)
Gang bidness, I don't really do no lame shit
Ain't no pattin' down the killers that I came with
Freak bitch and her lil' sister on the same shit
Do yo' thang, on the gang, on the gang, bitch
Blue rag 'round the .30 when I bounce out
Don't we all just hate a bitch that got a loud mouth?
In the cut with someone, up and clear the crowd out
Nowadays, these niggas kissin' ass just for a shoutout
Do yo' dance in this bitch, throw yo' gang up
Quiet nigga get aggressive, I don't say much
Block a bitch 'til I peep she got her pape' up
Nigga try to keep up with the kid, and they went bankrupt
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on
Gon' be crackin' with the opps until they all gone
Free the gang, and I'ma scream it 'til my dawgs home
Thick bitch know how to fuck it up, and she on all fours
Big chop in the duffle, I'm a flight risk
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch
She ain't got no home trainin' when she ride dick
Gen 5, keep it on my person like a sidekick
Whoop, niggas know who I hang with
Aw, damn, Gizzle on the same shit
Whoop, in this bitch, gang thick
Real Blood, I ain't never bang Crip
Tried to play with my gangsta, but it ain't stick
I don't know what you niggas thought, but it ain't it
Niggas online speakin' way slick
Fuck a stream, make a nigga twitch when that K hit
Ay, fuck it up, do the Blood walk
B team, oops, my bad, that's how the Bloods talk
Tell on who? Knock it the fuck off
Do a crime and do the time, what the Bloods taught
Yeah, burnt out, literally, with a whole lotta artillery, the opps ain't gettin' rid of me
This new shit I'm tryna fuck, but I don't know if she feelin' me
Hennythin' is possible off Hennessy
Right leg, left leg, get yo' walk on (get yo' walk on)
Gon' be crackin' with the opps until they all gone (get it brackin')
Free the gang, and I'ma scream it 'til my dawgs home (free the gang)
Thick bitch know how to fuck it up, and she on all fours (she on, whoa)
Big chop in the duffle, I'm a flight risk (big chop)
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch (by my who?)
She ain't got no home trainin' when she ride dick (what? What? What?)
Gen 5, keep it on my person like a sidekick (what? What? What?)
Hol' up, where my bitch at?
Come fuck a rich nigga with a six-pack
Murder Gang, spin first, we don't spin back
I'm the nigga brought the Draky to the kick back
Goddamn, Gotti, why you did that?
See that bitch right there, I'm tryna hit that
Fuck a bitch, do my dougie with a big strap
I'm the type to get it crackin', where yo' kids at?
Fuck it, if Gotti trippin', I'm trippin'
I'm in this bitch with the Smith and went up top with the clip in (dead homies)
I'm from Piru, but her Crippin', trigger finger itchin', we ain't toleratin' no dissin' (dead homies)
Woulda tried to keep it player, but it's too late
Spot a opp, and I got blower, I don't shoot fades
Niggas out they rabbit-ass mind like toupee
I'm from the blue bricks, baby, where we shoot Ks
I'm from Top Gang, bitch, and my shoes laced
Went on a few missions, caught a few fades
Squabble up, bitch, I think I'm Luke Cage
Got rich and tried to change, it was too late
I wear a Glock like it's fashion, got three chops in the mansion
My kids know they daddy is active
Enemigo bashin', they don't want beef, they fastin'
I hate opps with a passion
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