Standby Lyrics

[Intro]
Gang
Gang
Bitch We 3Ps

[Verse]
Lucci on standby
Got the pole sewed up like the clan now
Whole lot of niggas wanna be friends now
Like they f*ck with me, Guess I'm the man now
Glock .40 with the .30 better stand downnn
For you get man downnn
If it ain't about the bands
What you saying nowww?
Cause I can't understand nowww
But you can catch me on that boulevard
With the bully Shotty
He the shootin guard
Told Fooley, throw the B's up
R.I.P to Bookey, f*ck the 24th
They just wanna book me
Like they did Spazz
Like they did Shotta
f*ck these hoes
Nigga, they can't get a dollar
Ima get a lic split it with my patna
We be coming at yo neck just like a collar
Yea we been a problem
Streets like "Lil' bro, let me rob him"
Dog like "f*ck that, let me pop him"
PBG, TFG
We the mafia
If a nigga want smoke, Then we popping up
Straight pressure, Full throttle
We ain't' squashin' nun' Fry a nigga if the bullets get hot enough
Lot a bodies, homicide , just popping up
Squad call like "The hood been hot as f*ck"
But we still got to get to the dollars
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Pop out with the choppa
MK hit a stain he a Glock up
Now y'all do the trouble
Tryna' spot sum' Drive sum
Get back! for the cops come
Now he call me and Lu like
"We got one", Ima real gang memeber
You are not one , Body worth boulevard
Where the sharks at
We be all in the hood, Where the narcs at
Post up with the pipes, Where the park at
If a nigga spark first we gon' spark back
Bang, Hop out the van wearin' all black
Hawk you down put the shots where his skull at
Steve O like " Damn, where his bro at?"
Hell yea whole gang we be on that-

[Outro]
Its a instinct can't control that
All my niggas tote macks
Yea we blow macks
And we smoke packs
Might be yo pack
Never know that...

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