| Gangland, Gangland, Gangland
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| Gangland y’all hold it down light
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| What you know about that 100 round life?
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| Fuck blow rest in peace, that don’t even sound right
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| That don’t even sound right
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| What you know about that 100 round life?
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| Fuck blow rest in peace, that don’t even sound right
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| Hey killa city was poppin', that’s how you niggas feel
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| Showin' up city to city, how we ain’t in the field?
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| So when we showed up in your city, we wasn’t in the field
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| Try showin' up to these cities, that shit’ll get you killed
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| Killa city was poppin', that’s how you niggas feel
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| Showin' up city to city, how we ain’t in the field?
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| Nigga how we ain’t in the field?
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| So when we showed up to your city, we wasn’t in the field
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| Hey Killa city the illest city, that’s off the dribble
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| We ain’t finna pump fake like y’all ain’t offin' niggas
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| But all these field trips to Cali better stop it nigga
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| I wouldn’t even fuck with your blow if he ain’t popped a nigga
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| A video was kinda slimy when I saw it nigga
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| Screenshot the DM, I knew I shoulda called the nigga
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| On some brotherly love shit, that was soggy nigga
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| Said what I said, what you want me to say? |
| Sorry nigga?
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| I was temperature checkin' shit cause I know them niggas
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| Had me in the (?) that nigga blow was with us
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| Blood was with us so you know we had the .40 with us
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| But all them niggas had (?) they woulda smoked a nigga
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| The politics be gettin' greasy when you really in it
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| I did some underhand dork shit, I can admit it
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| He said he run K.C., so I get it, I get it
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| You niggas geekin' like my trenches woulda recommended
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| But showin' yickis to the cameras just for recognition
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| We was in your stu' everyday, so why you extra trippin'?
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| It ain’t for real until somebody really stretch a nigga
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| Lav never caught a body, still speakin' wet this nigga
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| Blow money been 100 since I met the nigga
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| Fed the chicken McNuggets, sup with all these petty niggas
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| Anybody can get it, that go for any nigga
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| Bringin' up the murder right like we ain’t never buried niggas
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| When I came to the town it was pure love
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| If we can get the politics situated it’s still love
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| For big bruh, that nigga little bruh kill somethin'
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| Don’t let this internet fool you nigga, it’s real love
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| Hey killa city was poppin', that’s how you niggas feel
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| Showin' up city to city, how we ain’t in the field?
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| So when we showed up in your city, we wasn’t in the field
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| Try showin' up to these cities, that shit’ll get you killed
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| Killa city was poppin', that’s how you niggas feel
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| Showin' up city to city, how we ain’t in the field?
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| Nigga how we ain’t in the field?
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| So when we showed up to your city, we wasn’t in the field |