Gang Related lyrics

Artist  : Brownside 
Song : Gang Related



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 Kicking back at the hood with some crazy vatos
Got some hynas lined up pero pa'mas alrato
Now I'm strolling down my calle and I'm packing
my glock
Seen a basehead on the way and I sold him some
rock
Put his twenty with my thirty and made a 5-0
Went around the block to buy a sack of indo
Now I'm strolling back smoking chronic on the way
I gotta grab more dope to make feria for today
Now I'm standing on my corner serving some d
When some putos drove up and took a blast at me
So I pulled out my quette and never hesitated
Came up and started blasting cuz I knew they
couldn't fade it

Toker's on the loose
And I'm straight gang related

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I shot a fool in the shoulder and one in the head
Didn't know how bad it was or if that puto was
dead
Ran to the hood to let the homeboys know
Ese keep trucha tonight cuz these putos might
roll
Took my quette to the spot where I knew it was
cool
Started packing another cuz that's the golden
rule
So I jumped in the ranfla that my homeboy Trigger
had
Hit a couple of corners and got rushed to the pad
Hit up some brown khakis and a white t-shirt
Put a lot of starch on it cuz I knew it couldn't
hurt
Sat back on the couch rolled up another ounce
Couldn't help but laugh at these putos I shot
Turned on the radio, it was Lighter Shade of
Brown
Turn that sh*t back off cuz these putos ain't
down
Vatos these days, some of these putos come fake
Talking gangster sh*t but didn't ever bust a
grape
You don't gotta like me cuz I've always been
hated

Toker's on the loose
And I'm straight gang related
 

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Jumped in my ride, started bumping my signs
Threw in an old tape of More Bounce to the Ounce
Rolled down the street headed towards the hood
But when I got there sh*t wasn't looking too good
Two black and whites and a couple of narcs
And on the hood of one car they had my homeboy
Shark
So I busted a U and headed back to the spot
To question the homies on any info they got

The juras came back and they were looking for
clues
They got my homeboy Shark for having blood on his
shoes
They took him to the station to see if he would
break
Didn't say sh*t and got shot to East Lake
Straight to K and L cuz the vato wouldn't tell
Told the juras too (f**k off, go to hell)

And that's the only thing that was ever stated
Cuz you don't say sh*t when you're gang related

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Couldn't go to the hood for a week or two
Always smoking some puto that I never knew
Just kept on banging and didn't take it serious
Hitting ten dollar sticks and acting delirious
Not giving a f**k about all the dirt we done
We just sat back and laughed cuz this sh*t was
all fun
Toker's out banging and I can't be faded
I'm a true as* loco and straight gang related

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