Lyrics

[Intro: YG] Mustard on the beat, hoe! [Verse 1: Kay Ess] It's killa, you know I won't change up Raised around the real drug dealers and bangers You niggas ain't really from the set man you claimers It's just me bone & baby C twisting our fingers And you don't want to meet the savior I hang a nigga up like a hanger Gun, knife or a razor Blue dickies, Chuck Taylors And you don't want to shoot it out, that's on lil flaco I feed a nigga shells like Dell Taco It's killa, you know I won't change up Raised around the real drug dealers and bangers You niggas ain't really from the set man you claimers It's just me bone & baby C twisting our fingers And you don't want to meet the savior I hang a nigga up like a hanger Gun, knife or a razor Blue dickies, Chuck Taylors And you don't want to shoot it out, that's on lil flaco I feed a nigga shells like Dell Taco I tried tell you, you don't wanna squabble I tried to tell you, you don't want no problem [Chorus: YG] I've been from the set, I've been from the gang And I don't know you niggas, I don't know you niggas' names You ain't from my side, I don't know the side you claim And I never heard of you, but I know you've heard of me! 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang! [Verse 2: YG] And I can put that on cedars Frogg RIP used to put that on cedars Red strings in my chucks tho All my niggas cut crack, and cut throat If you don't bleed seven days stop bitchin You a buster, the type, the homies make bust a mission And that's how they start snitching Now yo homie need a lawyer, cause the DA got witness God damn! That's some f*cked up shit When niggas go to jail, that's when homies f*ck your bitch I'm a West Side T-hat wearing motherf*cker Bust a mission in the rental, not caring motherf*cker What's Brackin? My nigga RJ bang Athen's And killa bang 40's see that's why I'm spoety In the hood you turned down if you ain't did shit And every Blood nigga got a Crip bitch In highschool you wasn't banging, nigga You was turning into homework getting graded nigga You're the type to hit the county and get faded, nigga 'Cause all your statements, you stated, you was statin nigga Snitch [Chorus: YG] I've been from the set, I've been from the gang And I don't know you niggas, I don't know you niggas' names You ain't from my side, I don't know the side you claim (West Side Tree Top Bompton nigga) And I never heard of you, but I know you've heard of me! 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang! (Check me out!) [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] Look, I came in this shit on my own too Pull up at the dealership with my own loot Pull off from the dealership in some new shit Pull up at the club and get a new bitch! Real LA nigga that's to the core Show you how to do it, get money from off the floor Travel around the world, the avenues I explore I double up all my dollars and bulletproof all my doors SLs and CLs and five-fifties 600s I'm blunted it's young Nipsey Bulletproof when I push, can't miss me That all black thing with ihustle where the tips be Oh, still posted on the block, though Bulges in my jeans them is knots bro Diamonds in my ear them is rocks bro A nigga like me, you is not though Money over everything, that's the motto Got the flow down pat, now wallow Got a nigga sounding like a champ Only Benjamins and Grants if you tell me what I can I'm a show you, better than I can tell you Better yet I'm a sell you Game that I prepare you Cause all the side-talking my nigga, ain't necessary You freeze in situations, ain't nothing much I can tell you but [Chorus: YG] I've been from the set, I've been from the gang And I don't know you niggas, I don't know you niggas' names You ain't from my side, I don't know the side you claim And I never heard of you, but I know you've heard of me! 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang! [Verse 4: RJmrLA] A hats I'm from Athens And a choppa, turn the block into a fraction Pee lee's niggas bang with a passion Nigga San Pedro brackin! You ain't from the gang, you a enemigo Rip Slim young J Bino we go Die for this shit, got a death wish Don't wife that bitch, she on the set dick I know [?] Draw the pistol, I paint the picture, I go Picasso Tu tu them ganzos, keep coming like slide shows On my momma I'm on celebrating cause not home Roll the dice in the villas You can lose your life in the Millers I'm on my APs and Qs, got A keys to move, ACE-3s for 2s [Chorus: YG] I've been from the set, I've been from the gang And I don't know you niggas, I don't know you niggas' names You ain't from my side, I don't know the side you claim And I never heard of you, but I know you've heard of me! 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang 'Cause I've been from the gang, been from the gang!