This is a song about "Loyalty to gang"

By a gang called the police

Can barely walk the city streets

Of the rebel gang captain

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Gang banging with bloods and crips

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

That you dismember a nonmember of your gang you need to hang

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

I ain't, mad, at cha

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I got an evil gang the only thing to hear is a bang that sprang from their