LIviNg wiTh A gANG
[chorus]
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or u got matherfuking none
show u some gansta rap from the westcoast
like this is a serious reload, when my gun once more blowed
once more bring me back on the memory road
looking my bullets went out for a package of gold
all i know is when i was 6, like my home is the street
watching people selling crack, smoking weed
seems i learned these before i know how to speak
nobody care me except police
put me in the jail cause im doing crack sell
where are u when im homeless and been fell
this is a gansta hat calling gansta cap trading my gansta rap
dreaming i can be Biggie one day though he's fat
[chorus]
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or this game turns to ur grave
want peace, god please, red hand, evil mind
once a day, we put a bullet in someone's brain
fuck police when the come and we run
when a beef start we against
hold a box of cash we say god damn
westcoast say blow tha kids' ass and get that money back
money is life u cant take it back
take my money u take my life
pump my ass but u cant stop my rap
take my life but u cant take my cash
take my cash im shooting u till ur body is collapse
[chorus]
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or this game turns to ur grave
my lil brother is growing old we still get no home
money is gone for all, temp 44 we aren't get clothes
u call it reload, i call it grouse
live with my sick flow, it was heard by Dre
than i got rich and my name is on the the Vibe magazine
u dont fuck with my pinky ring, im king
than i feel a gun when they point on my lung bangg
[chorus]x2
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or this game turns to ur grave
[chorus]
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or u got matherfuking none
show u some gansta rap from the westcoast
like this is a serious reload, when my gun once more blowed
once more bring me back on the memory road
looking my bullets went out for a package of gold
all i know is when i was 6, like my home is the street
watching people selling crack, smoking weed
seems i learned these before i know how to speak
nobody care me except police
put me in the jail cause im doing crack sell
where are u when im homeless and been fell
this is a gansta hat calling gansta cap trading my gansta rap
dreaming i can be Biggie one day though he's fat
[chorus]
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or this game turns to ur grave
want peace, god please, red hand, evil mind
once a day, we put a bullet in someone's brain
fuck police when the come and we run
when a beef start we against
hold a box of cash we say god damn
westcoast say blow tha kids' ass and get that money back
money is life u cant take it back
take my money u take my life
pump my ass but u cant stop my rap
take my life but u cant take my cash
take my cash im shooting u till ur body is collapse
[chorus]
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or this game turns to ur grave
my lil brother is growing old we still get no home
money is gone for all, temp 44 we aren't get clothes
u call it reload, i call it grouse
live with my sick flow, it was heard by Dre
than i got rich and my name is on the the Vibe magazine
u dont fuck with my pinky ring, im king
than i feel a gun when they point on my lung bangg
[chorus]x2
this is how we live with a gang
get rich or dying with a bang
we dont trust any one, but our guns
play this game u better get some
or this game turns to ur grave
