Gang Shit

[Intro]
It's a whole lotta gang shit
It's a whole lotta gang shit
(The Cheat Code)

[Chorus]
It's a whole lotta gang shit, same nigga, same clique
40 to a compact, still use the same clip
Stuck in my old ways, but I'm on some new shit
Ain't type to hesitate, put you on the news quick
X'd out the loose lips, wrong one to fool with
Hit you with the woo, bitch, yeah, I'm on that Zoe shit
New juet, new whip, fam bought a new stick
Pull up to your block, let the motherfuckin' tool rip
Let the motherfuckin' tool rip

[Verse]
You ain't my round
Better hit the ground
When you hear them sounds
Don't you come around
You ain't gang, gang, gang, gang
We don't do the same thing, thing
One of my youngins pop your brain
It ain't nothin' to get you slain
I ain't a Crip or a Blood
But my flag red and blue
Achoo, gotta bless you
Loaded mag, what's the issue?
Extendo for the issue
Mamas cryin', get her tissues
Rest in piss, we don't miss you
They ain't playin' by no rules
Stay on the sidewalk
Hustlin' ain't for you
Stay on the sidewalk
Know the streets ain't for you
What's the point of totin' a gun
If you know you ain't gon' shoot?
If you hustlin', where's the loot?
One man army, don't need a crew
In the rental, I'ma cruise
It's the weekend, I'm gonna boot
Ain't no cuffin', let her choose
It's the gang, she love the crew
Now her jaw locked, can't chew
Stack that money like a Jew
Runnin' routes, finesse a few
Don't forget to keep the tool
Be the match, not the fuel
Stay calm, don't act a fool
It's the gang, gotta stay true
It's the gang, gotta stay true
Gang

[Outro]
It's a whole lotta gang shit, same nigga, same clique
40 to a compact, still use the same clip
Still use the same clip
Still use the same clip