[Intro] Whats up, cuz? What that is, blood? All about them rocks Yo man! What up? I just bought me the three Gs today, dude Is that right? Some Gazelles, some Gucci and some Guess, bro Yeah man, the house is rollin Real tough dude, real tough Just got them fresh inkys on the Nissan Beeper Got to go dude, money calls Hey man, you hear what happened to Homeboy the other night? Yeah man, that was raw, that was real raw, man He didnt have a chance You got to watch your back in this neighborhood Been that way for a long time, man That aint cool at all [Verse 1] Listen to the story as we rap to the beat As we educate you about life in the street Cause gang bangin, dope slangin, bad for the head If you do it too long, youll end up dead If you dont end up dead, youll end up in jail Living your life in a concrete hell [Chorus] Gang bang! Youre dead and lying in the street Gang bang! Fifteen years old and a cold piece of meat Gang bang! Now tell me brotha whatcha gonna do Gang bang! When the coroner puts the bag on you Ooh youre standing on the corner, selling weed Trying to earn money for the things you need You look like a waitress, who works in a bar But you dont wait on tables, you wait on cars You dont carry a tray, you carry a bag A car passes by, you start to blag A car pulls over then you make the drop And out jumps a badge and a narco cop Up against the wall, and down to jail You cant go home cause you cant make bail Your mothers at home, constantly crying For fear that her baby could be dying [Chorus] You wear red rag, blue rag, and big shoelaces You drink 40 ounce brew by the cases You dress so tacky til you look like a slob And you wonder why you cant get a job You wear barrettes and you call yourself a man And you never wear the right size pants Your clothes are never fresh, theyre always stale Whos your designer, the county jail? You got secret words and finger signs Twisted egos and warped minds Your grammar is bad and you think youre cool But if you listen to yourself, you sound like a fool [Chorus] A boy goes to visit his favorite girl Not knowing its his last day in this world He turns the corner and to his surprise He sees 20 thugs before his eyes Then they ask him, what set you from? He stands there looking nervous and dumb They take his money and pull out a knife Then they beat him to a pulp and take his life The police come around asking questions, but The neighbors respond with cold rejection They say theyre terrified, too scared to get involved But tell me, how can this crime be solved [Chorus] Its the 1st of the month and its mothers day Helpless women with kids are your prey You lurk in the shadows like a hype Cant wait to put a rock in that pipe You snatch a womans purse then you start to run Police are on your heels and youre having fun You slide into the alley to count the cash But the woman had the money in her other stash You get real mad and you start to curse Because the woman didnt have the money in her purse Everything was perfect but you had one flaw You were being followed by the law [Chorus]
gang, bang, jail, woman, man