Members

Damn, say you going crazy in this bitch
Damn, say you going crazy in this bitch

That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga
That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member

Hold on, look
Hey, Howie make these gang songs and he don't diss
Hey, like my nigga Snoop said (this motherfucker don't miss)
Don't quit, I might be sneaking with your bitch
She gon' go wherever I go because she on dick
And if you really gang gang, then trunk your hood up
And if you don't gangbang, you can still turn up
Go up, ain't nobody trippin' in the party
Yes, the Bloods over here, but it's Crips up in the party

And the bitches in the party gon' keep it civil
She gon' drop low and shake that ass, that booty gonna jiggle
I be hanging with them niggas that really gangbang
That won't shake your hand 'til they find out what set you claim
I don't roll wit' niggas 'cause I don't know niggas
And these niggas be more hoes than these ho bitches
And if you pillow talk on pussy then you telling
And I ain't buying whatever the fuck you selling

That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga
That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member

Dead homies, who it is? What you thought it was?
He's a real gang member on the set, cuz
Loc'd up, locked out, broke out, no doubt
Long Beach in the house
Black and gold on the tenfold
ICG, them my motherfucking kinfolks
The rest of the city going up
If you a real member, throw it up

What you waiting on, nigga? Get it on
On Crip, Snoop Dogg put the city on
And if you know like I know, then get this shit cracking
'Cause I got some bitches, and they know what's happening
And I ain't just rapping, we clicking and clacking
See, when I'm headlining, cuz, I get the backend
Death Row CEO
Pirus and Rips everywhere I go, that's on the

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga
That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member

Why? I gang, I bang, I rob, I slang
All the bitches zooted up at night, and niggas set a thang
I gang, I bang, I rob, do you?
Taking all my fingers in the car, then I crash the coupe
Hit the corner twice, that got me catching 'cause I'm paranoid
(Ayy, that car hit the corner one more time)
Why? Why? Gang in the sky, if you don't care, you gotta patch up for it
(Yeah, fucking tuck that shit up in)

Why? Why? Bitch I'm from the Ford, the, north, the back, the West, the South, why?
You outta pocket, keep the set up out your mouth
We might knock up on your door like we visiting your house
On your couch in VIP, take a bottle on the way out, why?
I smoke, I drink, it's true, I do
Last week we was at Coachella, I was getting loose
Throw ass, on two, like, ooh, like, ooh
Dancing to my song with my gang to the roof

That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga
That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member (sumpin' gang, homie), nigga