RedGang Lo - Blue Hill Avenue

A$AP, you can murder this John, sir Gang, the red gang
R.E.D., yeah, that's me Low, low
Sly, sly R.G. up now, nobody stoppin' that
Blood, I'm too sly Alley cat

Gold up, nacho sulfate Trappin' niggas some bones
Boy, I'm not fearin' none Everybody got a gun
Juggin' 24-7, Blue Avenue Outside all night, what's in curfew
Junkies callin' me nephew I got what they want, ooh

Red gang, be my truth When you see us, gotta salute
Kickin' shit, rock lean, keep talkin' shit Humans to the P
Trap ABCs, we got X, we got Gs Pull up on a strip, bodies drop
Pull up on a thigh, pennies drop Hardcore Alaska, if man, I'm the master

Financial crowd with words, guess I'm a pastor Ride on a B, I'm doin' 187
Young, runnin' through the hood, band for 387
R.I.P. Johnny, R.I.P. Punkin' I know y'all in heaven thuggin
I love y'all big cousins Hold on, who is due

You ain't in the crew Peel your muffin, cat-back blue
Shorty feelin' your body, masseuse Spittin' this four-do like it got two
Since a kid, they say you gon' be big Casual everything, you dig
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RG Lo

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