Rah Rah F.O.R.T.E. - Same Gang

Two of my niggas went down a on a murder case
So that's two extra bodies that add to the murder rate
I'm still goin' out with the niggas I came with
Been workin this rap like a trap tryna get rich and famous
Designer on me, double G's on my belt so that boy lookin stainless
With this steel in my hand, Imma leave that boy leakin and brainless
Ain't no snatchin my chain
I got love for my gang, I got love for my gang and that shit never changes

We made the partments hot, we had them J's comin in and out
One way in and one way out
You want pistol play? Watch how it play out
My young niggas rob, they ain't got no job been working they move for a pay out
New niggas think they gon move in the trap, that's one thing we don't play bout
Nose wiper, slick as a fox when I'm swipin like Swiper
I been the shit since a mufuckin diaper
You can get hit from a range like a sniper
No I'm not Slime but a nigga a shiest ya
Remember them days when I sat on the block
Catchin them plays we was dodgin the cops
Came up on a jugg and brought it to the hood
Intentions was right but we up to no good
Come in yo trap and take over yo trap, wish a fuck nigga would
Ain't nobody friendly around me don't get this shit misunderstood
Can't wait til my niggas touch down and bring this shit back to the hood
Aint nobody friendly round me don't get this shit misunderstood

Two of my niggas went down a on a murder case
So that's two extra bodies that add to the murder rate
I'm still goin' out with the niggas I came with
Been workin this rap like a trap tryna get rich and famous
Designer on me, double G's on my belt so that boy lookin stainless
With this steel in my hand, Imma leave that boy leakin and brainless
Ain't no snatchin my chain
I got love for my gang, I got love for my gang and that shit never changes

Written by:
Jeriah Forte

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