For Da Gang
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trappin' out the spot
I got love for the gang
Tryna touch a chain
We gon' blow a brain
Leave em with no name
If yeen got no stain, you can't come around the gang
I know I can't hit that, cause she just want the fame
Know I keep a cutter, I can't hit without no rubber
She gon' hit my brother, so we pass her to each other
They be dissing in they songs, but I act like I don't see it
They be hating in the comments, well good thing Ion even read it
Spin yo block just like a cycle
Creep the block, just like a spider
My intentions not to wife her, to be honest I don't like her
Get in the booth and I start punching in, I don't need a writer
Love them Glocks, I don't know what it is, but now I want a rifle
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trapping out the spot
R5, catch 'em on this block you know it's homicide
He spoke on B5, we went and slide and now his momma crying
Dissin' in them songs, and then they wonder why
All the stuff that I been through, I swear I'm traumatized
Swear I'm traumatized, put him on Channel 5, put him on Channel 2
If he play with me, we walk em down, lil bra gone make the news
No, I'm not the one, you better chill, you better pick and choose
It's gon' feel good when I win, cause I already know how to lose
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trapping out the spot
I got love for the gang
Tryna touch a chain
We gon blow a brain
Leave em with no name
If yeen got no stain, you can't come around the gang
I know I can't hit that, cause she just want the fame
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trapping out the spot
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trappin' out the spot
I got love for the gang
Tryna touch a chain
We gon' blow a brain
Leave em with no name
If yeen got no stain, you can't come around the gang
I know I can't hit that, cause she just want the fame
Know I keep a cutter, I can't hit without no rubber
She gon' hit my brother, so we pass her to each other
They be dissing in they songs, but I act like I don't see it
They be hating in the comments, well good thing Ion even read it
Spin yo block just like a cycle
Creep the block, just like a spider
My intentions not to wife her, to be honest I don't like her
Get in the booth and I start punching in, I don't need a writer
Love them Glocks, I don't know what it is, but now I want a rifle
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trapping out the spot
R5, catch 'em on this block you know it's homicide
He spoke on B5, we went and slide and now his momma crying
Dissin' in them songs, and then they wonder why
All the stuff that I been through, I swear I'm traumatized
Swear I'm traumatized, put him on Channel 5, put him on Channel 2
If he play with me, we walk em down, lil bra gone make the news
No, I'm not the one, you better chill, you better pick and choose
It's gon' feel good when I win, cause I already know how to lose
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trapping out the spot
I got love for the gang
Tryna touch a chain
We gon blow a brain
Leave em with no name
If yeen got no stain, you can't come around the gang
I know I can't hit that, cause she just want the fame
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in and out, we trapping out the spot
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Writer(s): Labrandon Preston
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