Kay ESs - Been From the Gang lyrics

[Verse 1: KayEss] It's k**a, you know I won't change up Raised around the real drug dealers and bangers You n***as ain't really from the set man you claimers It's just me, Bone, and Baby C twistin' our fingers And you don't want to meet the savior I hang a n***a up like a hanger Gun, knife, or a razor Blue Dickies, Chuck Taylors And you don't want to shoot it out, that's on Lord Flaco I feed a n***a shells like Del Taco (x2) I'm tryna tell you, you don't wanna squabble Tryna to tell you, you don't want no problem [Chorus] I've been from the set, I've been from the gang And I don't know you n***as, I don't know you n***as' names You ain't from my side, I don't know the side you claim And I never heard of you, but I know you've heard of me Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang [Verse 2: YG] And I can put that on Cedars Frogg, RIP, used to put that on Cedars Red strings in my Chucks though All my n***as cut crack, they cutthroat If you don't bleed for seven days stop b**hin' You a buster, the type the homies make bust a mission And that's how they start snitchin' Now yo homie need a lawyer cause the DA got witness God damn! That's some f**ed up sh** When n***as go to jail, that's when homies f** your b**h I'm a West Side T-hat wearing motherf**er Bust a mission in a rental, not caring motherf**er [What's brackin'!] My n***a RJ bang Anthens and k**a bang 40's see that's my spodee In the hood you turned down if you ain't did sh** And every blood n***a got a crip b**h In highschool you wasn't banging n***a You was turning in your homework getting graded n***a You the type to hit the county and get faded, n***a Cause all your statements, you stated, you was statin' n***as Snitch [Chorus] [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] I came in this sh** on my own two Pull up at the dealership with my own loot Pull off from the dealership in some new sh** Pull up at the club and get a new b**h Real, LA n***a that's to the core Show you how to do it, get money from off the floor Travel 'round the world, the avenues I explore I doubled up all my dollars and bulletproof all my doors SL's, CL's and five-fifties 600's, I'm blunted, it's young Nipsey Bulletproof when I push, can't miss me That all black thing with iHussle where the temps be Still posted on the block though Bulges in my jeans them is knots bro Diamonds in my ear them is rocks bro A n***a like me, you is not Throw money over everything, that's the motto Got the flow down pack, now Ralo Got a n***a sounding like a champ Only Benjamins and Grants if you tell me what I can't I'm a show you, better than I can tell you Better yet I'm a sell you, game that'll prepare you Cause all the side-talking, my n***a, ain't necessary You freeze in situations, ain't nothing much I can tell you but [Chorus] [Verse 4: RJ] A-hats I'm from Athens And a choppa turn a block into a fraction P-lee's bang with a pa**ion n***a San Pedro ? brackin'! You ain't from the gang, you an enemigo RIP Slim, Young J, Bino, we go! Die for this sh**, got a d**h wish Don't wife that b**h, she on the set dick I know, [?] Draw the pistol, I paint a picture, I go Pica**o Doop-Doop, them ganzos, keep coming like slide shows On my momma I'm on, celebratin' cause 9 home Roll the dice in the Villas You can lose your life in a milli's I'm on my AP's and Q's Got 8 keys to move, Ace, 3's and 2's [Chorus]