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C-Steeles - Made Gang (feat. GT) Lyrics



C-Steeles - Made Gang (feat. GT) Lyrics
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Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
What chu know about riding down Cap', with the strap on ya lap
F*ck 12 running tags, huh?
What chu know about stopping at green lights, know it don't seem right
Nigga's in a stolley, huh?
What chu know about broad day gun spray
Nigga got beef then it's on on sight, huh?
What chu know about trying to make a play, i'm just trying to make a way
Probably never heard of Steeles huh?
Real nigga no games bout cash shit, cop Ars' Dei luxury fabrics
And my bitch so bad so fabulous, but when we in the bed porn actress
Said it sound like west coast but its mid west, Milwaukee in this bitch and we up next
Said Milwaukee in this bitch and we gone flex, and Made Gang e-n-t the f*cking set!
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea I'm talking beef, not beef that you eat
Nigga I'm talking hammers and laying out where you sleep
Moms picking out casket, face painted on tees
Kids don't have no father, baby mama cant sleep
Niggas pouring out liquor and screaming out rest in peace
Plotting and scheming something, revenge wont let you sleep
You pacing your heart is racing just cancel the conversation my angers manipulation
Steeles tell em I'm crazy
Just maybe.....
Done this and done that been here and been there
Sold weed and sold crack, divorce and I bounced back
Arm and hammer how bout that we freestyle wit no slack
Made gang on my back, 2 straps yall know that, real shit that's no cap
Bury niggas for no cash, no shooter I handle that
Tone B will edit that, hands down them facts
Hahaaa niggas, Made Gang my nigga
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
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English

Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
What chu know about riding down Cap', with the strap on ya lap
F*ck 12 running tags, huh?
What chu know about stopping at green lights, know it don't seem right
Nigga's in a stolley, huh?
What chu know about broad day gun spray
Nigga got beef then it's on on sight, huh?
What chu know about trying to make a play, i'm just trying to make a way
Probably never heard of Steeles huh?
Real nigga no games bout cash shit, cop Ars' Dei luxury fabrics
And my bitch so bad so fabulous, but when we in the bed porn actress
Said it sound like west coast but its mid west, Milwaukee in this bitch and we up next
Said Milwaukee in this bitch and we gone flex, and Made Gang e-n-t the f*cking set!
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea I'm talking beef, not beef that you eat
Nigga I'm talking hammers and laying out where you sleep
Moms picking out casket, face painted on tees
Kids don't have no father, baby mama cant sleep
Niggas pouring out liquor and screaming out rest in peace
Plotting and scheming something, revenge wont let you sleep
You pacing your heart is racing just cancel the conversation my angers manipulation
Steeles tell em I'm crazy
Just maybe.....
Done this and done that been here and been there
Sold weed and sold crack, divorce and I bounced back
Arm and hammer how bout that we freestyle wit no slack
Made gang on my back, 2 straps yall know that, real shit that's no cap
Bury niggas for no cash, no shooter I handle that
Tone B will edit that, hands down them facts
Hahaaa niggas, Made Gang my nigga
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
Yea hoe you with the gang, playing no games
Put it on every damn thang i'm a bang
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Writer: Marquis Brown Cole, Orlando James
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: C-Steeles
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Marquis Brown Cole, Orlando James

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