This is a song about "Aint no gangster"

I'm off the wrong road

Look around there aint no crowed

This shit aint for no business

Rub the wood and ima show em love

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Took me a while just to write those

You niggas aint got no hoes

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Chasing them checks, nike work

So you no i aint tired

Aint no room for one more

Some old bitch that we did before