Ganasta Homies

Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas. Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas. I Got a point to make the hardest in the game Aint even dropped a tape I know my paper straight when all my homies ate. I know I’m bout to blow a physic told me so I’m running with some killas I hate to say it doe so those coppers want me dead fa dat lil song I wrote I want a couple billion then I may let it go . I wan’t a body count I want to let it blow. I’m on some gangsta shit just came to let you know. I got these killas with me, I mean my watch is Philthy. I’m on my money shit until I’m dummy rich and then you broke as fuck and gotta work a dub. Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas. Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas. I grew up in the trenches where its alway fuck the cops all them niggas oppositions we don killed all the ops and the homies is getting hungry shit I might fry up some slop yeah I might fry up some bacon I might season up some chops n its always fuck a bastard lets show them niggas what we about MLK with all the homies trying to knock the nigga out n that’s how I lost my tooth cause a young got the juice cause a youngin keep that heater turn a pussy into soup chop the top up off that blue boy turn it into a coop I might pull up to the station and just play this on the loop and you know I keep the glizy tucked cause I don’t five a fuck bitch what’s up niggas knuck and buck that’ll get you fucked Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas. Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas. This the block this the shots this the Glock this the plot this is your life doesnt matter if you sale if you cap bitch is hell if you get that lil off lil badge I would love to run a lil knife through your throat lil fag ya I’m mad I’ve been held down in them cells I did 12 mf made laws and I broke all of them well I could give two silly shits about your rules please excuse me and hell yeah im running if you bloop me and lose me Im raw when im uncut cannon don’t give af who’s standing put it up man yalls banners we put it back up damn it these the streets that belong to the street niggas and I aint scared to say “fuck the police” nigga Im with my ganagsta homies I’m feeling like I’m pack but running with an army. I can’t let um breath. What, They Fuck Niggas.