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king lil g - i'm from that 18th street gang lyrics

[intro]
hahaha
it’s the motherf-ckin’ real, it’s the motherf-ckin’ real
check it…

[verse 1: king lil g]
walkin’ through the varrio, street soldado
with my hoodie on, dieciochero on a mission
loading a clip and getting it off, faketones f-ck ’em
p-ss stains, f-ck ’em, peanut b-tters, f-ck ’em, mierda secas f-ck ’em, i be their enemy so let it be known
that i’m from that eighteen, homicidal family
triple six mentality, enemigas after me
searching but they knowing they that
they never gonna capture me, woah
watch your motherf-cking back lowk
i’m creeping and crawling through your varrio with a fusca
and some black locs, watching ’em sl1ck, pullin ’em quick
don’t let ’em run, rest in p-ss
another enemy slob, psycho in survival
i’m your motherf-cking rival, i’m the shadow of your death
grab your motherf-cking bible
enemies you wanna ride with them?
you wanna hide with them? well i guess you punk -sses
gonna die with them, ain’t n0body safe
shots comin’ from the k, six letters in my name
dieciocho is what i bang, ’till the day that i die
and when it comes i be ready
make sure i be surrounded by eighteen when i’m buried

[hook]
i’m from that eighteenth street gang
better recognize what i bang [x2]
i’m an eighteenth streeter [x3]
i bang eighteen…

[verse 2: king lil g]
e-i-g-h-t-e-e-n, we’re the deepest
worldwide known gang, tu ya sabes rifamos
en la cara tatuados, a la mara matamos, callejones pintados, old english with the numbers of death, tu ya sabes the notorious, x-v-3
once you’re gone, you”re never comin’ back
somebody tell his mama they laid him straight flat
took his gold chain, then peeled his whole cap
ra-ta-tat, got k!lled with a burnt strap
eighteen’s on my motherf-cking skin
’till the day i die i represent, i’m fully focused
gun holdin’, gun smokin’
armed robberies and homicide is all im knowin’
on the serio, los mando yo al cementerio, tu escapulario no te salva de este dieciochero, let it be known!

[hook]
i’m from that eighteenth street gang
better recognize what i bang [x2]
i’m an eighteenth streeter [x3]
i bang eighteen…

[verse 3: king lil g]
black rag music bumping through your stereo
that black strap is what’s sending them to their burial
f-ck your lil varrio fool, we never heard of you
la calle dieciocho, we controlling this area
homies in s.d, homies in o.c
kay-dubs taking over riverside and the i.e
f-ck a tagger, f-ck a rapper if they bang our hood
the rancho park got me saying “homie, f-ck a blood”
same love to the motherf-cking kay-dubs
youngster, midget, holla at me, gangster
i never turn soft, never happened, never will
eighteen’s on my body so you know that sh-t’s real
i just moved to the south side, you know what that means
the tiny diablos got all these motherf-ckers on their knees
beggin’ for mercy, holdin’ a strap, prayin’ to god
but i don’t think that he’s answering back
i’m tryna make my o.g homies proud
what up to big buzzard from south side that been
holdin’ me down, wonder that i got a gun so
i gotta get down for mine, to the homies
eighteen worldwide, west sidin’
i’m creepin’, i make 1-8-7 look easy
f-ck that! i’m making all the slobs down
push me slob, see what i’m about!

[outro]
this to let you punk motherf-ckers know what’s happenin’
you know what i’m sayin’? what’s up to the motherf-cking homies, out there in rancho park smashing on these motherf-cking slobs, haha
we ain’t forgot, i’ma let my homies from the south side
let you motherf-ckers know [?]…
yeah, to all them new cl1cks out there, bellflower tiny devils
yo, what’s crackin’? bellflower devils, cudahy stay controlling homie
bell gardens wright street locos, you know how to put it down, homie, we heard about that, bring your case in, all that sh-t, cash, southside eighteen dog!
yeah… what’s happenin’ peewee?! rancho park…
big shout out to fatz, you know? hahaha, yeah…
chuco, what’s hannin’ boy? and there you hate…

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