Tony Yayo - Gang Life lyrics

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Tony Yayo - Gang Life lyrics

[Intro:] [kid talk] [kids ovation] Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! [Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? What's the G.D. life like? [Bridge: Tony Yayo] Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! [Tony Yayo:] It's a sunny day in SouthSide, my man got tossed Got his brains blew out on the handball court. Word is T! - Said suttin' to Craig's baby-momma (what?) Craig got upset, and shot him with the Llama. (BLAAT!) [gunshot] Craig in the cut. - Blood n***az put him up! Plane in PA - land casual with' a s*ut. And he still walk around with the semi that k**ed T He let his big bro push and re-up in Philly. What little do we know 'bout his Philly connect, That n***a T had fear bleed, he'll filll he correct. Craig re'd-up once. - Craig re'd-up twice! Sour Diesel, two pounds, everything look nice. But the third time, suttin' fishy. - The n***a Izzy. And two goonies, the roof loony! The Mack extended, Craig ran off like the Jamaicans in the Olympics Jumped out the window when he got into British. [Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? What's the G.D. life like? [Bridge: Tony Yayo (French Montana)] Put in work - this initiation! (huuh?) Put in work - this initiation! (huuuuu?) Put in work - this initiation! (Max whattup?) Put in work - this initiation! (Yayo!) [French Montana:] Blood Life! Crip Life! G.D! Vice Lord! Rodgers! - Tookie! - Hoover! - Larry yo! Them El Salvador, MS-13 n***az bangin' - only 13! [gunshot] Vice Lords love me like Jeff Gorde, if a n***a ask for it Hit him from the back - put his brains on the dashboard. [shot] They say OG Mack, brung the Bloods to the East around 9-3 In C-7-3! (7-3!) Crips and G.D rep the 6! (rep the 6!) Bloods and Vice Lords rep the 5! (rep the 5!) OG Puddin'! (what?) - Corey bangin', Them 46 Clover Boy n***az do they thang. [shot] Get shot for your flag on the wrong pocket, (pocket!) You wanna know when them Coke Wave n***az droppin'. For my n***a Yay', "Shoot A n***a Face Off" In broadday - and tell 'em it's "Coke Wave"! [kids ovation] [Chorus: Tony Yayo (Max B) {DJ Whoo Kid}] What that Blood life be like? (Would be like...) What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? (Yayo!) What's the G.D. life like? (French!) {Whoooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!} [Bridge: Tony Yayo] Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! (yeah!) Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! (Boss don't be fat!) Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! Put in work [gunshot] - this initiation! (g'eah!) [Max B:] I don't know [gunshot] - what it is to be Blood or Crip, But I twerk. (twerk!) - n***a it's the Silver Surf. Got my lil' Gain Greene soldiers on deck, they waitin' to take j**els They waitin' on the plate of food, wait to make a move [scream] When I say so - Prego fallin' from the sky, Laying all the baller guys, all of I. (I!) Naw n***a! (no!) - you can't have none of the boss, Bigga Leave a n***a corpse to quiver! Frost and shivers. (shiver, yeah!) Let's get that n***a in the Benzy gleamin' - the boy P.O. deliver. Pieces all fresh out the factory - courtesy of streets, I'm blessed (blessed!) My momma couldn't said it the best. Started 1090's out in Trenton - and I ain't even Blood, I'm a dentist Possibly facing a life sentence. (serious!) I bet ship set out! Streets is saying I got a so-called hit out. [gun co*ks] - Get out! (boo!) [Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? {CAN'T FORGET...} What that Crip life be like? {"THISIS50.COM"!} What's that Vice Lord life like? What's the G.D. life like? [Bridge: Tony Yayo] Put in work - this initiation! Put in work - this initiation! {SHADYVILLE...} Put in work - this initiation! {DJs!} Put in work - this initiation! [Outro:] MTV.COM! "S.O.D."! [beat fades out]