Ghetto Bands

Lyrics

[Verse 1: RMC Mike] [?] playing with dirty money on the backseat I like getting money off the streets, 'cause it's tax free Striker music, bitch, it's time to ride, this a black G I'm on my way to some chicken, nigga, Max Beef Ghetto boy times the BandGang Niggas really can't fuck with us, what a damn shame I got a hundred on this bitch, why would I damn aim? Bitch sucking dick, and she don't even know my damn name [Verse 2: BandGang Javar] BandGang, got it off the cards like Yu-Gi-Oh! Old bitch left me in the feds, that was stupid though Made a hundred K today, they let me go By the time she doubled back, I made a hundred more I ain't gon' lie, I wеnt to Cali and I lost 50 Made another 50, by the timе [?] hit me 35 [?] I made more off [?] [Verse 3: BandGang Biggs] They talking grams, but they ain't never seen a boll before I'm doing deals on these bitches, boy, come get 4 for 4 They tryna watch me, so I hit them with the oaky doke Nigga better not try me, I got glocky in this Gucci coat On the 6, serving bro, we 'bout to hit these hoes If these hoes playing, we gon' [?] for some different hoes I love my life, I sware to God, I gotta keep that pole Let a nigga try me, Coney Island, he get [?] [Verse 4: RMC Mike] Walk a nigga down in broad day, with a beater on Cuz got more money than you niggas, he a three year old I made a 50 ball off of weed, and [?] [?] locked up in the safe, and yes, I keep the code Still catch me in any nigga hood, like a transmission I know a horny nigga that got caught fucking a transgender Threw my young bitch out the road, now she a bread winner Free my brother Ri up out that can, he a fed member [Verse 5: BandGang Javar] I've been putting niggas on motion, like Happy Feet This 50 K [?] pay off the fackelty Lost provention caught me in the act, tried to tackle me Object [?] motion, it's like gravity I don't just [?] all willy nilly My hoes cook, clean and hit the road with me The last bitch I sent to Indiana made 50 We playing fetch, the bitch trained to bring it back to me [Verse 6: BandGang Biggs] My nigga Mike set the play [?] Pop up with them chops, he gon' be shocked like he electricuted BandGang the mob, fuck that, nigga, we the fucking movement Latter hang off everybody waist, like we doing home improvement Looking out my window, I can see you gon' be hating on me Looking at my watch, I ain't got time, bitch, I'm skating on you My money long, push a button, [?] on me We the ones, ain't no debating on it, niggas fake and foney