Been From the Gang

[Verse 1: KayEss]
It's killa, you know I won't change up
Raised around the real drug dealers and bangers
You niggas ain't really from the set man you claimers
It's just me, Bone, and Baby C twistin' our fingers
And you don't want to meet the savior
I hang a nigga up like a hanger
Gun, knife, or a razor
Blue Dickies, Chuck Taylors
And you don't want to shoot it out, that's on Lord Flaco
I feed a nigga shells like Del Taco
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I'm tryna tell you, you don't wanna squabble
Tryna to tell you, you don't want no problem

[Chorus]
I've been from the set, I've been from the gang
And I don't know you niggas, I don't know you niggas' names
You ain't from my side, I don't know the side you claim
And I never heard of you, but I know you've heard of me
Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang
Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang

[Verse 2: YG]
And I can put that on Cedars
Frogg, RIP, used to put that on Cedars
Red strings in my Chucks though
All my niggas cut crack, they cutthroat
If you don't bleed for seven days stop bitchin'
You a buster, the type the homies make bust a mission
And that's how they start snitchin'
Now yo homie need a lawyer cause the DA got witness
God damn! That's some fucked up shit
When niggas go to jail, that's when homies fuck your bitch
I'm a West Side T-hat wearing motherfucker
Bust a mission in a rental, not caring motherfucker [What's brackin'!]
My nigga RJ bang Anthens and Killa bang 40's see that's my spodee
In the hood you turned down if you ain't did shit
And every blood nigga got a crip bitch
In highschool you wasn't banging nigga
You was turning in your homework getting graded nigga
You the type to hit the county and get faded, nigga
Cause all your statements, you stated, you was statin' niggas
Snitch

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[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
I came in this shit on my own two
Pull up at the dealership with my own loot
Pull off from the dealership in some new shit
Pull up at the club and get a new bitch
Real, LA nigga that's to the core
Show you how to do it, get money from off the floor
Travel 'round the world, the avenues I explore
I doubled up all my dollars and bulletproof all my doors
SL's, CL's and five-fifties
600's, I'm blunted, it's young Nipsey
Bulletproof when I push, can't miss me
That all black thing with iHussle where the temps be
Still posted on the block though
Bulges in my jeans them is knots bro
Diamonds in my ear them is rocks bro
A nigga like me, you is not
Throw money over everything, that's the motto
Got the flow down pack, now Ralo
Got a nigga sounding like a champ
Only Benjamins and Grants if you tell me what I can't
I'm a show you, better than I can tell you
Better yet I'm a sell you, game that'll prepare you
Cause all the side-talking, my nigga, ain't necessary
You freeze in situations, ain't nothing much I can tell you but

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[Verse 4: RJ]
A-hats I'm from Athens
And a choppa turn a block into a fraction
P-lee's bang with a passion
Nigga San Pedro ? brackin'!
You ain't from the gang, you an enemigo
RIP Slim, Young J, Bino, we go!
Die for this shit, got a death wish
Don't wife that bitch, she on the set dick
I know, [?]
Draw the pistol, I paint a picture, I go Picasso
Doop-Doop, them ganzos, keep coming like slide shows
On my momma I'm on, celebratin' cause 9 home
Roll the dice in the Villas
You can lose your life in a milli's
I'm on my AP's and Q's
Got 8 keys to move, Ace, 3's and 2's

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