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Paroles de la chanson The Gang par Crash Rarri

Neilaworld
Gren8 Beats

I done gave everything I got to the game
It's gonna drive me insane, it’s 'bout to fuck with my brain, yeah
They say the rap game just like the trap game
You turn to an eight, but niggas still, they gon' play, yeah
But one day they gon’ be screamin' my name
Don't do this shit for the fame, I do this shit for the gang, yeah
I know the devil tryna burn me in flames
You gotta withstand the pain, you gotta withstand the pain, yeah, yeah

Came from nothing to something, now I'm better than ever
Police, they makin' assumptions, used to walk with the devil
I never wanted him to die, I never wanted her to cry
I know these bullets got no eyes, they hit my homie by surprise
I'm tryna keep my family out the streets, I know they not that type
I'm tryna make a milli' off these beats, I’m tryna make it right
Had to cut them niggas out my circle, they might just take my life
Niggas movin’, puffin' pounds of purple so they can sleep at night
Have to keep a glocky when I serve you ’cause niggas don't like to fight
Got my lil' niggas past they curfew so they can sell a dime
Got this chopper, it'll hurt you, I done seen it a thousand times
Catch me walkin’ around with the pole like a nigga been goin' blind

I done gave everything I got to the game
It's gonna drive me insane, it's 'bout to fuck with my brain, yeah
They say the rap game just like the trap game
You turn to an eight, but niggas still, they gon' play, yeah
But one day they gon' be screamin' my name
Don't do this shit for the fame, I do this shit for the gang, yeah
I know the devil tryna burn me in flames
You gotta withstand the pain, you gotta withstand the pain, yeah, yeah

Too many niggas in the streets screamin' out gang gang
I know you carry 'round your flag but tell me what you claim
You need to be carryin' 'round a bag if you tryna bang
I'm in the kitchen like a dad whippin' Eddy Caine
I got this check and it's runnin' runnin' like Mustangs
I got this TEC and it's drummin' drummin' like Roc Mayne
These niggas talkin' 'bout blood and that get you found flamed
I dont' give a fuck what you stuntin', nigga, or where you came
We dropped a top with the button like it came with a crane
I know these bitches is fuckin' 'cause we came with the tame
Trust me that I cannot love 'em 'cause these hoes all the same
I left my heart in the streets 'cause I'm in love with the game

I done gave everything I got to the game
It's gonna drive me insane, it's 'bout to fuck with my brain, yeah
They say the rap game just like the trap game
You turn to an eight, but niggas still, they gon' play, yeah
But one day they gon' be screamin' my name
Don't do this shit for the fame, I do this shit for the gang, yeah
I know the devil tryna burn me in flames
You gotta withstand the pain, you gotta withstand the pain, yeah, yeah

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