(Gang gang, gang (like),
all them niggas from the bronx want beef, it's sugarhill, if you think about spinning your whole block on Black nike T's, two chops, with two glocks with more that twenty shots me, and my gang (brrr) yeah we be ruling the streets (the hill), put that on (gang), my name is e with the dot, I pop out two chops with two shots, hop out the vee and scorch em, (DOA K) crackhead gangbanging fake ass gang, spinning on the sev I saw that (last time), kay flock that wanna bee gansta he ain't even flame, shoot up the party this is not a game, bet the back-door still open I hope you past the test of truth, we sure done did because we ain't getting lined my a smooch, it's a square risk of a burden to get revenge, (SLIIIIDE) rob, and you already know I'm still shouting (free my bros out the can), (free my niggas)
if shit get shafty too quickly I'm letting my innerspirit pull the fucking trigger, you may be quicker but I'm off a yerky so I'm not gonna lack, Me and my gang we always move tact, they threw a homicide so we letting it clap (no bap), (edot baby), real original younging sturring the opps I know they really be mad, (like) what?, two bads don't make a better so I'm never switching or flocking on my gang, all of my fans, they recognised that I was raised, sun up never sun (down)
The gang is always moving two tact, we are on hots toting straps, nor fighting or boxing a bro getting shot in his head,
I always keep my eye on the ball the opps is never playing ball, I know that I was laughing at (DIIIIDDDDY) on the day that clumsy baller got clapped, wasn't gang affiliated but we still took him of the map of the world, indulge my secrets filled with diamonds and pearls, glock on my hip, (spinning) and twirl, they know sugarhill be on top of the curve, we flaming, (yo) (Ddot), just splurge, (roscoe got some get back after getting robbed for his kicks, straight kicked off (noah ballas) fucking face, tiny boy had fallen, I heard he was down to earth but we still knocked him off the surface, hold on, (look), it's the emergency,
The gang is always moving two tact, we are on hots toting straps, nor fighting or boxing a bro getting shot in his head,
, the mission completionist of the streets of (HARLEM), the gang is moving with packs of big dogs, and we stepping on all cats, straight up free that nigga Lee drilly, just so that we can shoot them nigga he's bitch, what I'm enjoying every night, never bring a knife to a stick (figgghhht!) O y g we be running the streets, like (brrr) hot out catch a tee, for (freeeee) my shirt has a bunch of dead opps it, and the ashes leaking inside the collar be? That be the deads that I be smoking, (NAZZY), gas, (gas) in the air try your best not to choke on em, I remember my first time rolling up a dead opp his blood was frozen, now that nigga gone, and in my backpack, I keep a strap keep getting money I will leave it that that, (GET THAT MONEEEEYYYY!) (gang gang gang)
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