First 48 - Bandgang

There he go hit the lights

(Whatup that chop nigga)

There go the house

(Fuck that lets tear up the block nigga)

If he move you know the rules

(Yeah pop niggas)

Don’t be taking all day we in an out nigga damn I hate to do it to niggas

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Bro I think it’s 2 of them niggas

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This shit might make the news my nigga

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Where these niggas I see em Mas

(Them niggas got low)

He in the crib on the corner

(I'm bout' to kick in the door)

I got the 40 what you got?

(I fuck around brought the Mac)

Where that nigga Young at?

(He bout' to creep through the back)

Oh there he go nigga don’t move better put up them hands

I want that watch I want that chain nigga and all them bands

So if you move my niggas do what I say do if I say shoot what the fuck you

think them boys gon' do?

Pull them triggers pull them triggers now you gone my nigga

Had he wishin' he was still sitting at home my nigga

Hoes fucked up, got it on my own my nigga

Bull fully blown we don’t fully blow my nigga

BandGang!

Biggs tell em' they trippin' why we ain’t signed yet

Got choppas' that shoot for hours don’t look through blinds yet 20 deep

With ice bust chillin' in yo projects

If you niggas looking for us why we ain’t died yet?

We here

Bullets appeared don’t be on TV nigga

Cooking dope choppas' with drums that’s a CD nigga kill you

Him and him, that’s a 3D nigga second summer I’m on my shit

Tryna' 3 Peat nigga I’m shootin'

Get in that room don’t say a word to these niggas

Hold metal hittin' scalps like a perm to these niggas, hoes

Still do em' ain’t concerned bout' a nigga

Big Glocka I call it Waka shootin' words out at niggas we coming

End of discussion niggas money we love it

For the AP or BAP them real killas coming bitch we ain’t worried bout' nothing

Might double back, drop a stack and leaving bitch niggas nothing

Got them shootas' on my head, you must be sniffing coke

make em' disappear pussy hocus pocus

Push a victim with that choppa' leave a nigga homeless

You a pussy only thing you leave a bitch is phones

Got him scared for his family had to move twice

He copping pleas on the phone tryna' make it right

I don’t trust him we don’t off him he the iffy type

BA hit him with that freezer got his ass iced

(Newscaster: 32 murders in 15 days, and that does not include non fatal

shootings)

He be lying to these hoes tryna' impress a thot

Gave that bitch a headache talking guns you never shot

Gucci holders like Iraq on the block

Long clips look like a ladder poking out of the Glock

(Newscaster 2: An alarming increase in the city’s murder rate over the last

year.

The latest numbers show 375 murders in Detroit.

That’s the highest rate

since 1994. And those numbers have climbed since that report.)