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Strictly For The Gangstas

 

Strictly For The Gangstas

(album: Last Ones Left - 2022)


(Forever rollin')

Different kinda nigga
I can boss your life up (For real)
Don't compare me to these suckas
They ain't nothing like us (Nah)
I been trapping all day
Watch my money double up (Yeah)
Gang been out in L.A. for two weeks
Straight going nuts (Going crazy)

Ima still hold it down
This swinga's choppa full of bruh (I got you, nigga)
Ima still gon 'get to play
When E call me, go get the dust (What's going on?)
I can't worry bout that other stuff
'Cause they just talking crazy (Talking fools)
Said he ran me at the mall
I hit him up with his old lady (Facts)

5, 10 with the 20s
Whatchu get for cousins and the brothers (No cap)
I ain't spraying nothing
Hitting mamas, sisters, and y'all uncles (On God)
My choppa be bussing
I can't let up off this bitch for nothing (Nah)
My whole section thugging
Known for fucking hoes and counting money (Alright, go and get money)

Most these bitches bluffing like they got it
But they ain't got nothing (Shit)
I just get to upping, ain't no talking
Won't be no discussion
My lil niggas dangerous with them bangers
They gon' make you famous (Uh)
Posted on an island with some strangers
They got itchy fingers (Bop)

Big check if you catch 'em, plenty money
Won't play with your payments
He leave on a stretcher, I can't pay you
Need him in the pavement
My ice is the greatest, you re-cook it
It won't change the flavor (For real, nigga)
Bitch, I'm from the hood
And I make music strictly for the gangsters

done

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