Gang Life

[Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? What's that G.D. life like? Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation [Verse 1: Tony Yayo] It's a sunny day in Southside, my man got tossed Got his brains blew out on the handball court Word is T said suttin' to Craig's baby-momma Craig got upset, and shot him with the Llama Craig in the cut, Blood niggas put him up Framed in PA, Lancaster wit' a slut And he still walk around with the semi that killed T He let his big bro push and re-up in Philly What little do we know 'bout his Philly connect That nigga T had family in Philly Correct Craig re'd-up once, Craig re'd-up twice Sour Diesel, two pounds, everything look nice But the third time, suttin' fishy, the nigga Izzy And two goonies, the roof loony The Mac extended, Craig ran off like the Jamaicans in the Olympics Jumped out the window and he died in the bricks [Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? What's that GD life like? Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation [Verse 2: French Montana] Blood life, Crip life, G.D, Vice Lord Rodgers, Tookie, Hoover, Larry O Them El Salvador, Ms-13 niggas bangin' Only 13 Vice Lords love me like Jeff Gorde, if a nigga ask for it Hit him from the back, put his brains on the dashboard They say OG Mack, brung the Bloods to the East around 93 In C-7-3 Crips and G.D rep the 6 Bloods and Vice Lords rep the 5 OG Puttin, Corey bangin' them 46 Clover Boy niggas do they thang Get shot for your flag on the wrong pocket You wanna know when them Coke Wave niggas droppin' For my nigga Yay, shoot a nigga face off In broadday, and tell 'em it's Coke Wave [Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? What's that G.D. life like? Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation [Verse 3: Max B] I don't know what it is to be Blood or Crip but I twerk Nigga it's the Silver Surf Got my lil' Gain Greene soldiers on deck They waitin' to take jewels, they waitin' on a plate of food Wait to make a move when I say so Prego fallin' from the sky, laying all the baller guys All of I, naw nigga, you can't have none of the boss, Bigga Leave a nigga corpse to quiver Frost and shivers, let's get that nigga in the Benzy gleamin' The boy P.O. deliver Pieces all fresh out the factory, courtesy of streets, I'm blessed My momma couldn't said it the best Started 1090's out in Trenton And I ain't even Blood, I'm a dentist possibly facing a life sentence I been shipped shit out Streets is saying I got a so-called hit out Get out [Chorus: Tony Yayo] What that Blood life be like? What that Crip life be like? What's that Vice Lord life like? What's that G.D. life like? Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation Put in work, this initiation