[Intro]

Gather Round

Gather Round

[Verse 1: Lightskin Mac 11]

Kids sit down for this fuckin' lesson (fuckin' lesson)

My money won't fold under peer pressure (peer pressure)

If your homie doin' time, nigga send a letter (send a letter)

Put money on his books so he know better (know better)

Hey, just the Lightskin Mac 11 (Mac 11)

I think I'm Mike Vick with the pits

But I treat my dogs like my fuckin' family (fuckin' family)

Made a couple mil' with the 9 fam (fam)

RIP to Rose and my Uncle Champ (my Uncle Champ)

With my back against the wall I'm the people's champ (champ)

Hey, I got stripes, no Mills Lanes, switchin' both lanes

White bitch, green eyes, money ain't a thang

R-roll up four blunts, tell her fill it up with pain

Blow away the stress, how a nigga stay sane (stay sane)

I just hope when you look down at me

You feel the same 'bout me, hey

When you look down at me

You feel the same 'bout me

[Verse 2: Curtis Williams]

Bathing Ape under leather jackets

Nothin' less than a gram

Bitch you know I pack it (know I pack it)

8 ball and some filthy fanta

Probably hangin' with some niggas that you can't handle

Might OD if I don't stop

You couldn't last one day in this red box (red box)

I just took my life and put it on a dope beat (beat)

Ask about 'em in the city, bet they know me (me)

Danco in this bitch rollin' up an OZ

No key, push to start and bitch we roll deep (roll deep)

[?] need a check

So we grindin' all day, what the fuck you expect

[Verse 3: Cartier Dave]

So many battlefield scars

We're drippin in plush cars

We mobbin' and never stoppin' til they say the world is ours

My ambition as a ridah, must I remind ya?

Gold teeth in his mouth in designer

No sleep cost a fee just to sign them

And you checking right, on the east you can find 'em

Eh eh, I was on the road

Doin' shows, blowin' Os by the K, K

Like a agreements, and I swear they never seen it

Niggas wil' out when I'm screamin'

Salute me bitch, I'm great

We took it state to state

Now all my 9's straight

And I'm talkin' to the ones that I bang wit'

Hit the road and make change wit'

And not them other niggas, who just lane switch

Now they wanna claim shit, cause its money in our language

Cause its money in our language, language

[Verse 4: Jace]

Ah! Kumbaya, kumbaya

Tell me its do or die

You know I do enough and so don't that I do alot

You know I'm true enough, took my side and I blew it up

If you ain't from here, then who is you to

Know that we keep it notch

Wait - let me slow it down some

Lookin' for some real niggas, then you found some

Lookin' for a great nigga, well you found one

Pound one, recognize a real nigga when you round some

Pussy, like a tampon

Know that I'm ballin' nigga, and one

And the watch got karats nigga, Anwar

And you niggas all see through, ant farms

Know I'm a genius, man I know that you see it

If you got issues, then prove it

But if you isn't then beat it

Ya'll are all vegetarian, don't know what the beef is

You got problem, let see 'em

If you doesn't, then beat it

Nigga Yeah

[Verse 5: Ceej]

Uh, takihiro number 9, the soloist

But I'm not solo, bitch

Cause if you know me, know I'm all about the gang ho

Two-9 what I bang, yo

And nothin' that you ever say or do about the shit I say or do

Will never change, ho, lames tho

Always comin' at me 'bout some thangs tho'

But I'll never stop until I parallel that Range Rov'

Never cared about no fuckin' fame, ho

Cause all these thirsty bitches want is the fruit of my looms

Get out my Hanes ho

I'm just sayin', I'm sayin'

I feel like this day out and day in

No I do not want to date

And you fakin' them lines you throw at me like Peyton

Some say I'm [?], I do not feel like waitin'

This pain in the picture I'm paintin'

These facts that I'm statin', the game that I came in

You can't ever change it, it's tainted

Ain't it, ain't it, boy, ain't it