文本歌词

Aight check it out
Uh gang gang
Yeah will it ever be the same
Uh Big fivo yeah
Uh yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
It's here
Uh
Yeah
One two
Yeah yeah
Hold up hold up
Yeah yeah
Kane train baby
One two new flow check it out
Microphone check one two mic checka
Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca
All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'
Take some measures out the brick
We press a brick it ain't no pressure
Slippin' tiki in my kiki I'm with Dee Dee and Vanessa
Top notch b***hes on my roster get the most and nothin' lesser
Poppa met me in the valley drop the ho all up with nothin'
Take some measures out the brick
We press a brick it ain't no pressure yessir
I didn't want to speak on this s**t but it really been rackin' my brain now
Yeah yeah
'Cause really I f**k with this rap but my n***as still sellin' c*caine now
Huh yeah
Them crackers they got enough on us to go start a motherf**kin' case now
Yeah
A n***a get hit with the R I C O they comin' they snatchin' the gang now
Big sticks longer'n a b***h golfball holes in this s**t
Big Fen ball in this b***h
'Cause with Willy brother all in the six
Had a piper shoulda wore a diaper
When I hit him left his draws full of s**t
N***as blow at us they gettin' blown down
But I'll be so proud to put the d*pe down
For the microphone check one two mic checka
Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca
All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'
Take some measures out the brick
We press a brick it ain't no pressure
Yessir microphone check one two mic checka
Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca
All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'
Take some measures out the brick
We press a brick it ain't no pressure yessir
Gangland s**t
F**k around get gangland hit
I'ma catch a little b***h while he's chillin' with his clique
N***a where the whole gang at b***h
Where the watch and the chain at b***h
Set 'em up yeah I drained that b***h
I was f**kin' in the A for like four days straight
But a n***a never claim that b***h
I be talkin' that s**t like I'm bulletproof
F**k a DM I'm sendin' them killers through
I be f**kin' with the Gs Crips Bloods BDs
Man this s**t get political
Hit the John I'm whippin' the miracle
Get the spoon I'm scrapin' the residue
Man I shop with Colombianos and the Mexicanos
Man this s**t get political
Rock it up then blade that s**t
Dog food n***a slang that s**t
N***as shot at me and miss with the whole d**n clip
Yeah the b***h couldn't aim that s**t
N***a might get gangland hit
East side sang that s**t
N***as shot at me and miss with the whole d**n clip
Yeah the b***h couldn't aim that s**t
F**k n***a
Microphone check one two mic checka
Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca
All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'
Take some measures out the brick
We press a brick it ain't no pressure
Yessir microphone check one two mic checka
Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca
All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'
Take some measures out the brick
We press a brick it ain't no pressure yessir
Yo I would like to say you know
My man Kane smoked him you know
But there is supposed to be a reason when you kill somebody
Don't use somebody else for s**t