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c-steeles - made gang (feat. gt) lyrics

yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang
yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games

put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang
yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang
yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang

what chu know about riding down cap’, with the strap on ya lap
f-ck 12 running tags, huh?
what chu know about stopping at green lights, know it don’t seem right
n-gga’s in a stolley, huh?
what chu know about broad day gun spray
n-gga got beef then it’s on on sight, huh?
what chu know about trying to make a play, i’m just trying to make a way
probably never heard of steeles huh?
real n-gga no games bout cash sh-t, cop ars’ dei luxury fabrics
and my b-tch so bad so fabulous, but when we in the bed p-rn actress
said it sound like west coast but its mid west, milwaukee in this b-tch and we up next
said milwaukee in this b-tch and we gone flex, and made gang e-n-t the f-cking set!

yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang
yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang
yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang
yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
put it on every d-mn thang i’m a bang

yea i’m talking beef, not beef that you eat
n-gga i’m talking hammers and laying out where you sleep
moms picking out casket, face painted on tees
kids don’t have no father, baby mama cant sleep
n-ggas pouring out liquor and screaming out rest in peace
plotting and scheming something, revenge wont let you sleep
you pacing your heart is racing just cancel the conversation my angers manipulation
steeles tell em i’m crazy
just maybe…
done this and done that been here and been there
sold weed and sold crack, divorce and i bounced back
arm and hammer how bout that we freestyle wit no slack
made gang on my back, 2 straps yall know that, real sh-t that’s no cap
bury n-ggas for no cash, no shooter i handle that
tone b will edit that, hands down them facts
hahaaa n-ggas, made gang my n-gga

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