GON£ (Mob Ties Edition)
I got some shooters in these streets that gon take you away (They'll take you)
Young nigga came out of the trenches I pave the way (I did)
They took my lil bro off the streets now they fading away (We outside)
I got my finger on the trigger no time to play (Let's go)
I shot the nigga who shot my cuz but I feel the same (We shot him back)
I pray my lil bro in a better place
ONE100 hopped out with the chopper he ready to spray (ONE100)
We got the trap house booming we wake and bake
Many men
Many many many many men
Wish death on me (Yeah we got guns too baby)
But I ain't gotta cry
Cause we gon shoot back for real
Life gotta be better
Hustling for the cheddas
Come through like the shredder
Make it rain no umbrella
22 shots fired niggas docking blood spilling
Wtf these niggas be tripping they snitches
My lil bro down I got blood in my hands
My nigga G down rip my dawg
Of course I got one of em opps
ONE100 got one two
Trynna reload still trynna dock
Brand new 22
Later we roll and spin the block
Put them niggas to sleep
22k I'm a boss this rap shii is so deep
Straight out the mud that shit was tough
Some niggas od
Been through a lot I seen enough
Now it's time to get rich
Many men
Many many many many men
Wish death on me but I ain't gotta cry
Cause we gon shoot back for real
Ahan you know what they say 22
You only as real as the company you keep
And check around baby my squad thorough
Everybody real, everybody solid
You take one of mine's we taking 22 of yours baby
And that's on gang, jungle rules apply
From the 775
The whole geng outside
Young nigga came out of the trenches I pave the way (I did)
They took my lil bro off the streets now they fading away (We outside)
I got my finger on the trigger no time to play (Let's go)
I shot the nigga who shot my cuz but I feel the same (We shot him back)
I pray my lil bro in a better place
ONE100 hopped out with the chopper he ready to spray (ONE100)
We got the trap house booming we wake and bake
Many men
Many many many many men
Wish death on me (Yeah we got guns too baby)
But I ain't gotta cry
Cause we gon shoot back for real
Life gotta be better
Hustling for the cheddas
Come through like the shredder
Make it rain no umbrella
22 shots fired niggas docking blood spilling
Wtf these niggas be tripping they snitches
My lil bro down I got blood in my hands
My nigga G down rip my dawg
Of course I got one of em opps
ONE100 got one two
Trynna reload still trynna dock
Brand new 22
Later we roll and spin the block
Put them niggas to sleep
22k I'm a boss this rap shii is so deep
Straight out the mud that shit was tough
Some niggas od
Been through a lot I seen enough
Now it's time to get rich
Many men
Many many many many men
Wish death on me but I ain't gotta cry
Cause we gon shoot back for real
Ahan you know what they say 22
You only as real as the company you keep
And check around baby my squad thorough
Everybody real, everybody solid
You take one of mine's we taking 22 of yours baby
And that's on gang, jungle rules apply
From the 775
The whole geng outside
Credits
Writer(s): Lion Abaga
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