Remix Gang
• Written by SpurWilly
//Intro
What up 1, pad that
What up 2, pad that
Dope pad what up 3
(Cheah)
//Verse 1
Grew up in temperature
A gangster for felonies
That what they tellin me said I’d never be
But I am
I came from nigga avenue
With crumbs a free bitch an a gun ain’t never goin back
Momma dead grandma dead no love for you bitches
They took your whip, never forgive em
I’m in Chicago
Breakin down stackin up weed
Took all my money
Said it’s for lawyer fee
Now this shit crazy
If it was 2007 we had crack from the 80’s
Caught my man for a brick
Pulled up in a Mercedes
Fresh out the 12 grade all the young niggas payin me
Bought a Excel Monte Carlo sawed off in a Kay
An the nigga probably still think about me today
But fuck em
An fuck ya if you don’t like me
The Ova got my wrist icy
An this flavor got yo bitch naked
But I just want some money
I don’t just coach shit I keep this shit 100
I quarter that gas a half on my dash
I get this shit from my daddy
He a mothafucka
An my homie like my blood brothers
I go to war an kill the judge for em
Aye Remix Gang Bitch
R-Remix Gang Bitch
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SpurWilly
Member since December 2 2015