Caspy EL Dizza - Neighbors Gang

Already know, already know
Watch us rolling, watch us rolling
Shots fired, chicks fried he a Popeyes
Hand twist, them locs throwing gang signs
Fuck wherever you from "Ima" rep mine
68 crip got "cho" whole block
Shut down
I tried and quit this gangbanging
But fuck 12 they wont leave me alone
Shots being fired, back and forth
Like ping pong
"Tinies" on conners holding 6 of a 7's
Go ahead be gone
You better spit the right number
If not neighbors won't get along
"Cuz" this.. NH, 6 star, cuttroath
Your set mean none to me
"Click clack", spin back, all that
Today we smoke
We got ruggers, C4's, drumlines
You cannot cook with this
West side rolling neighbors
Just so you know...tell em!
"Cuz" we them niggaz that ain't scared
To make some move
Yeah we them niggaz that ain't scared
To make some space
When in, got out
Fucked up got locked again
Watch now im out again
Big 68 on block again
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
Yeah, yeah
Yeah that part
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
Yeah, yeah
Yeah that part
We are not the six-owe
But this dubb gang dont get shit twisted
And you ain't shit without a number
Mines is 68
I'll die for em
The same neighbors i sworn to ride for
Only the realest feel oblige for it
So look !
I'm from Montreal, i dont wear braids
My niggaz shake they dreads
Holding court on hood
We sentence you, were is yo mama crib?
Catch you out that side door
Or that front porch
Then we'll spin your ends
Search for more of yours
While dumb 12 lurkin to cuff my hands
In and out of jail
So I guess I'll never keep a bitch
Loyalty ain't shit to Em
So love i cannot fucking give
My dogs they trained to go
My demons they were spawn to kill
We body up the most
Thats what you get for pressin on my kin
We runnin up the score but lost plenty
That's the shit i live
I got little time for hoes Maybe not much
You know the vibe is
But my daily ain't no show
Niggas lay shit in hearse
Spinning through aint really shit to us
We get bored n then rehears
Cuz this
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
Hear the opposition dissing
It's alright "cuz" they ain't that far
Yeah its
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
In my city its only 90-68
That's Under that card
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
Yeah, yeah
Yeah that part
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
Yeah, yeah
Yeah that part
Shots fired, chicks fried he a Popeyes
Hand twist, them locs throwing gang signs
Fuck wherever u from "Ima" rep mine
68 crip got cho whole block
Shut down
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang yeah that part
It's alright
Yeah That Part
Neighbors Gang, Neighbors Gang
Neighbors Gang
In my city
Thats Under that card

Written by:
Lync- Adams Paulotte Saintelus

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