This is a song about "Fuck 300 gang we 900 gang"

By a gang called the police

No key for release

We were so young,i was a ol' skool gang member

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Sucka, i let the whole rebel gang fuck her

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

You ever been surrounded by a gang with no protection,

They talk say cool jew na the man

Why are you talking about your gang

Its sniper and bf gang thinking wise,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

But we will get our gang back on the map