M-Gang

[Chorus x2]:
You don't hang where I hang
You don't claim what I claim
You don't bang what I bang
We ain't in the same gang

[Verse 1]:
I'm Mister Red Swiss (Red Swiss), with the white stripes (White stripes)
This flame shit, gets more brighter than a limelight (A limelight)
Let's take a walk with me (walk with me), through the ING (ING)
L-E-W double O-D
I'm from the B-O-T-T-O-M-S
V-I-L-L-E, CMGB
I heard them niggas was dissin', now them niggas missin'
If I was you, I would shut the fuck up and listen
I don't need a reason, we can come and squeeze it
Just on GP, leave yo' bitch-ass leakin'
Watch how the fuck you speakin', what the fuck you thinkin'?
This nigga trippin', now his mothafuckin' ship is sinkin'
I'm never blinkin', so I peep it, yeah, I bee it all (Bee it all)
Not supplies, I'm on the rise, let the bustas fall
Let a real nigga ball, I'm tryna get it all (Get it all)
In the I, you can die if I make the call

[Chorus x4]:
You don't hang where I hang
You don't claim what I claim
You don't bang what I bang
We ain't in the same gang

[Verse 2]:
I don't trip off of Heaven and Hell
I done been through it both, nigga, pussy and jail
But fuck a bitch, and a cell, let the money be the mail
Flipped you in the backseat, just get a cheap motel
Don't tell that nigga, I just fucked his hoe
He gon' kill that girl, yeah, and that's fo' sho'
Hucka-bucka, punk mothafucka
Sucka, busta, ate his ass out with the muffler
I'm rougher, way tougher, you shouldn't have loved her
You're handcuffed her and put in a plan, that I done fucked her
Well yeah, I fucked her (I fucked her), and my confessions
I gotta count my blessings from all the head sessions
You's a trick nigga (trick nigga), a bitch nigga (A bitch nigga)
Remember shit's been valid? You ain't shit, nigga (You ain't shit, nigga)
It's huntin' season (huntin' season), I'm cleanin' up the treason
Real mob life shit, 104 reasons

[Chorus x4]:
You don't hang where I hang
You don't claim what I claim
You don't bang what I bang
We ain't in the same gang

[Verse 3]:
I don't give a fuck about spittin', no metaphors (No metaphors)
I got some shit that will spit through some metal domes (Metal domes)
If I'm the ones all the way to the level 40 (Level 40)
Go masturbate, they gon' say, I got hella flows (Hella flows)
Your shit'll never go (never go), death is next to mines (Next to mines)
Dust collectin'-ass nigga, you gon' never shine (Never shine)
When it come t rhymes, I'm ain't compared to none
So when my shit, hit the streets, be prepared to run
Get the fuck up outta here, you're no longer needed
One push from the button, now yo' ass deleted
You niggas better stay heated, it get cold at night (Cold at night)
And on the Westside, the left life, it's all on sight
I'm a day one, street cred, A-1
Go find some other niggas, you can't, it ain't none (Ain't none)
Like the letter B (letter B), my flow is over (My flow is over)
You know my mothafuckin' name, Mister One & Only

[Chorus x4]:
You don't hang where I hang
You don't claim what I claim
You don't bang what I bang
We ain't in the same gang

[Outro]
Lil' Hawk!