RBE x SOB man that′s the gang man

Fuck you sucka's

For you other niggas, I ain′t fucking with(RBE x SOB thats the gang biiitch)

What you fuck niggas saying?

Glock in the party, I be strapped like a gay bitch

Niggas lane changing, don't know where they lane is

I carry big bills, nah nigga I ain't changing

Slide down, lil′ nigga that′s a trespass

Named the whip Ralph, with them straps we'll wreck that

Throw a dime with the Glock, like a chest pass, a nigga run up, big shells where his legs at?

Strictly Only Brothers, if you not you irrelevant

Big clips, longer than the trunk of an elephant

A nigga stressed out, pouring 4′s for the medicine

My circle like a dot, where a white bitch freckles is

Get paid, fuck beef, nigga get paid

Cops come, lil' bro... switch lanes

Uppercase, young nigga tote a big kev

And all our guns hoes, run up nigga get laid

Speaking down on a nigga you a hoe nigga (You a bitch)

Why you lying, actin′ like you toting poles nigga (You ain't)

Catch you lacking, guarantee it′s a scope nigga (Boom Boom)

Talking all that cash shit but you broke nigga (You Broke)

Watch we send Fox out to some fuck niggas (You a bitch)

Whats the sound when them hollows get to busting? (Boom Boom)

Some nigga's getting bands and some others is bitching

All you hear his body drop and them the cups click

SOB the gang, all my niggas with the shit

I'll bust at a opp, and I′ll bust at a bitch

No drive-by′s 'cause my niggas tryna′ scope

Young nigga with the shrek, 'cause you tripping with the pole (Tear It Off)

Shit real in these streets, you gotta play it right

Don′t let the bitch be the reason why you lose yo life

Never lying on this shit, Imma gon' tell the truth

I ain′t gon rock with that buddah, if i ain't gon' shoot

These niggas can′t stand us

LOL for what though?

Because we the reason nigga′s main bitches getting fucked on

Keep a small circle, new niggas I can't trust those

These bitches fuck whoever bill′s bigger, so it's fuck hoes

I go down and they get me in that room, I′m on hush-mode

North Vallejo turf nigga, Crestside, cutthroat

XD, Gluco's, Draco′s we bust those

And every nigga that I call brother, I'll bust for

Shooter's everywhere, get you smacked for a softdown

Leaning off this 2-Liter Sprite, like the cough man

Fuck talking, slide through and get to sparking

This funk, will have you niggas MIA like the Dolphins

SOB the gang, we the niggas talking cash shit

G got that K, quick to make a nigga backflip

Wolf-Grey chop, but i′m rocking with this plastic

Money blue and green, I′ll get it out a fat bitch

Ever since day 1, I been the same nigga

Nigga please, don't, confuse me for a lame nigga

30 shot′s in that Glock, with no aim nigga

11 shot's in that stock, spraying paint nigga

Circle got small, I can′t trust niggas

Bitch I been a hot nigga since a young nigga

Took a loss, but you neva' seen me run nigga

Thought I′m dumb nigga, 'till his face meet this drum nigga

10 deep in the foreign, riding back to back

Catch a opp nigga slippin, running lap to lap

All blue's in my loaf, nigga stack to stack

She gon′ do all my bro′s, nigga back to back

Ha... yea nigga's know the gang nigga

Talk shit, where the diamonds in yo′ chain nigga?

All chrome 32, had to tuck that

Two-tone 380, had to bust that

Upgraded to that Glock, bitch don't touch that

And it ain′t on my hip, if I won't bust that

Clutching in the party nigga touch back

Put that barrel to his face, blow his buff′s back

Make a nigga strip like a thot bitch

Call that chop Ray Rice how it drop shit

Doing pop-ups, mom's house, tech shots, 2 Glocks, headshot, young money bed rock

Man's turned on me, so he gotta catch a leg shot

Fuck cops, fuck opps, 40 in the touch spot

Bitches want a nigga all for fame, I can′t trust thots

SOB the gang, with more shots than a gunshot

Bitch