Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gang Related , by - Brownside. Release date: 21.07.2021
Song language: English
Gang Related |
| Kicking back at the hood with some crazy vatos |
| Got some hynas lined up pero pa’mas al rato |
| Now I’m strolling down my calle and I’m packing my Glock |
| Seen a basehead on the way and I sold him some rock |
| Put his twenty with my thirty and made a 5−0 |
| Went around the block to buy a sack of indo |
| Now I’m strolling back smoking chronic on the way |
| I gotta grab more dope to make feria for today |
| Now I’m standing on my corner serving some D |
| When some putos drove up and took a blast at me |
| So I pulled out my quette and never hesitated |
| Came up and started blasting cause I knew they couldn’t fade it |
| Toker’s on the loose and I’m straight gang related |
| Gang related, gang related, gang related |
| Gang, related, gang related, gang related |
| Gang, gang, gang related |
| I shot a fool in the shoulder and one in the head |
| Didn’t know how bad it was or if that puto was dead |
| Ran to the hood to let the homeboys know |
| Ese keep trucha tonight cause these putos might roll |
| Took my quette to the spot where I knew it was cool |
| Started packing another cause that’s the golden rule |
| So I jumped in the ranfla that my homeboy Trigger had |
| Hit a couple of corners and got rushed to the pad |
| Hit up some brown khakis and a white t-shirt |
| Put a lot of starch on it cause I knew it couldn’t hurt |
| Sat back on the couch rolled up another ounce |
| Couldn’t help but laugh at these putos I shot |
| Turned on the radio, it was Lighter Shade of Brown |
| Turn that shit back off, cause these putos ain’t down |
| Vatos these days, some of these putos come fake |
| Talking gangster shit but didn’t ever bust a grape |
| You don’t gotta like me cause I’ve always been hated |
| Toker’s on the loose and I’m straight gang related |
| Jumped in my ride, started bumping my signs |
| Threw in an old tape of More Bounce to the Ounce |
| Rolled down the street headed towards the hood |
| But when I got there shit wasn’t looking too good |
| Two black and whites and a couple of narcs |
| And on the hood of one car they had my homeboy Shark |
| So I busted a U and headed back to the spot |
| To question the homies on any info they got |
| The juras came back and they were looking for clues |
| They got my homeboy Shark for having blood on his shoes |
| They took him to the station to see if he would break |
| Didn’t say shit and got shot to East Lake |
| Straight to K and L cause the vato wouldn’t tell |
| Told the juras too (fuck off, go to hell) |
| And that’s the only thing that was ever stated |
| Cause you don’t say shit when you’re gang related |
| Couldn’t go to the hood for a week or two |
| Always smoking some puto that I never knew |
| Just kept on banging and didn’t take it serious |
| Hitting ten dollar sticks and acting delirious |
| Not giving a fuck about all the dirt we done |
| We just sat back and laughed cause this shit was all fun |
| Toker’s out banging and I can’t be faded |
| I’m a true ass loco and straight gang related |