Gang Bang

[Intro: Tony Yayo]

Yea, it's the Talk Of New York, nigga

This is gang bang music

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]

Guns, razors and bitches is faggots

And drugs is drugs when you catch them habits

Bloods ain't homies and Crips ain't cuzz

You got neutral niggas, Latin Kings and [?]

With this jail and street shit, it's all the same

All you do is get a number and you put in change

And that time in the box make yo ass insane

Niggas comin' home from bids not actin' the same

[Verse 1: Havoc]

Yo who the illest in recent memory? mention me heavily

On these streets and penitentiary spit every breathe of me

Only couple niggas out there runnin' neck and neck with me

I'ma be on top regardless faggot, put that on everything

Load the track like a gat to me

Don't let me cock it, I'm a opportunist, rap, sell it, [?] the profits

Yeah rap the new drug game, I rob the workers

We on the block killin' 'em baby the music is murda

And every year that go by you know it only get worse, it only better, we clap a standin' ov' for the chedder, yeah

They keep thinkin' that life's a opera

Do dirt, get caught, sing to them coppers

Call me a hood janitor, I move with the sweeper and don't get it twisted homie, yeah I'm good with the beaters

That's what the heat for

Here to de-ice you

We don't even know you yeah and we don't like you

[Chorus: Tony Yayo & Prodigy]

Guns, razors and bitches is faggots

And drugs is drugs when you catch them habits

Bloods ain't homies and Crips ain't cuzz

You got neutral niggas, Latin Kings and [?]

With this jail and street shit, it's all the same

All you do is get a number and you put in change

And that time in the box make yo ass insane

Niggas comin' home from bids (Yea) not actin' the same

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

Duns is sons if you [?] you pussy

Hardbodyest thug, [?] [?] jewelry

The bells is the cops

[?] is crack

[?] is the coke

And Michael's is smack, up top is New York

Down bottom is the South, La La Land is Cali where they catch you hangin' out

In the sun, in the fun like aything good, get'chu valuables and life and eything took

Back home to QB

Ya mean Queensbridge, drinkin' daily in your memory that St. Ides kid

Smokin' that piff that's purple haze

That's weed that's mixed with a lil morphine that's dope

That's word to my kids, I kill

Even if you just wan' fight, my bullshit is real

All my lil mans is feenin' for me to promote 'em

To a higher rank than where they at the moment

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]

Guns, razors and bitches is faggots

And drugs is drugs when you catch them habits

Bloods ain't homies and Crips ain't cuzz

You got neutral niggas, Latin Kings and [?]

With this jail and street shit, it's all the same

All you do is get a number and you put in change

And that time in the box make yo ass insane

Niggas comin' home from bids not actin' the same