I only fuck with you on two occasions When I'm drunk, when I'm high I will be broke, if I would be with you That is why it's for one night (one one one one) I'm a motherfuckin' gang bangin' nightmare Wake up motherfuckers, I traded in my white Nike Airs

They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fuck with us Every hood's the same Then come around here and fuck with us (Uh huh) I'm from the land of the gang bang Since I was

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm still fucking with ya Still waters run deep Still

Come on down to the city of L.A Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air Come on lets And you

Connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) Running to a pussy and collect his watch Chasers, chasers, chasers, chasers, gang! When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top Yeah, gang! Ayy, brand new Glock .40

Ooh, came in this bitch with the same gang Same gang since the beginning (Yeah) All in this bitch tryna maintain Ain't worried about no woman (No) Bought a new whip with a big rims Ooh, 30s, they spinnin' (Skrrt) Pieces, know that they hittin' Bitches,

Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, do you love the taste? Taste, taste, let you get a taste Taste, taste, fuck what a nigga say It's all the same, like Mary-Kate Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy

Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can't hang with my klik You can't spark my flame 'cause I'm lit I might snatch ya chain and ya bitch Plugoz on the beat and I'm killin' it Damn who make this beat, cuz I'm stealin' it Thinking when I ain't had shit They

Your baby daddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daddy a buster, ayy Your baby daddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke I'm thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin' the pain Fuckin' a bitch, grabbin' her throat, poppin' out all of her

But never truly lied at all, then and now True to truth somehow Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang It's time to fuck up the whole game! Gang, gang, gang They talkin' down on my name, don't let 'em run off