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kay ess - been from the gang lyrics

[verse 1: kayess]
it’s k!lla, you know i won’t change up
raised around the real drug dealers and bangers
you n-ggas ain’t really from the set man you claimers
it’s just me, bone, and baby c twistin’ our fingers
and you don’t want to meet the savior
i hang a n-gga up like a hanger
gun, knife, or a razor
blue d-ckies, chuck taylors
and you don’t want to shoot it out, that’s on lord flaco
i feed a n-gga sh-lls like del taco
(x2)
i’m tryna tell you, you don’t wanna squabble
tryna to tell you, you don’t want no problem

[chorus]
i’ve been from the set, i’ve been from the gang
and i don’t know you n-ggas, i don’t know you n-ggas’ names
you ain’t from my side, i don’t know the side you claim
and i never heard of you, but i know you’ve heard of me
cause i’ve been from the gang, been from the gang
cause i’ve been from the gang, been from the gang

[verse 2: yg]
and i can put that on cedars
frogg, rip, used to put that on cedars
red strings in my chucks though
all my n-ggas cut crack, they cutthroat
if you don’t bleed for seven days stop b-tchin’
you a buster, the type the homies make bust a mission
and that’s how they start snitchin’
now yo homie need a lawyer cause the da got witness
god d-mn! that’s some f-cked up sh-t
when n-ggas go to jail, that’s when homies f-ck your b-tch
i’m a west side t-hat wearing motherf-cker
bust a mission in a rental, not caring motherf-cker [what’s brackin’!]
my n-gga rj bang anthens and k!lla bang 40’s see that’s my spodee
in the hood you turned down if you ain’t did sh-t
and every blood n-gga got a crip b-tch
in highschool you wasn’t banging n-gga
you was turning in your homework getting graded n-gga
you the type to hit the county and get faded, n-gga
cause all your statements, you stated, you was statin’ n-ggas
snitch

[chorus]

[verse 3: nipsey hussle]
i came in this sh-t on my own two
pull up at the dealership with my own loot
pull off from the dealership in some new sh-t
pull up at the club and get a new b-tch
real, la n-gga that’s to the core
show you how to do it, get money from off the floor
travel ’round the world, the avenues i explore
i doubled up all my dollars and bulletproof all my doors
sl’s, cl’s and five-fifties
600’s, i’m blunted, it’s young nipsey
bulletproof when i push, can’t miss me
that all black thing with ihussle where the temps be
still posted on the block though
bulges in my jeans them is knots bro
diamonds in my ear them is rocks bro
a n-gga like me, you is not
throw money over everything, that’s the motto
got the flow down pack, now ralo
got a n-gga sounding like a champ
only benjamins and grants if you tell me what i can’t
i’m a show you, better than i can tell you
better yet i’m a sell you, game that’ll prepare you
cause all the side-talking, my n-gga, ain’t necessary
you freeze in situations, ain’t nothing much i can tell you but

[chorus]

[verse 4: rj]
a-hats i’m from athens
and a choppa turn a block into a fraction
p-lee’s bang with a p-ssion
n-gga san pedro ? brackin’!
you ain’t from the gang, you an enemigo
rip slim, young j, bino, we go!
die for this sh-t, got a death wish
don’t wife that b-tch, she on the set d-ck
i know, [?]
draw the pistol, i paint a picture, i go pic-sso
doop-doop, them ganzos, keep coming like slide shows
on my momma i’m on, celebratin’ cause 9 home
roll the dice in the villas
you can lose your life in a milli’s
i’m on my ap’s and q’s
got 8 keys to move, ace, 3’s and 2’s

[chorus]

- kay ess lyrics

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