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[Intro: House Gang Animalz] Street! (Hous Gang, La Bang) {This is HG, you gotta earn your property} (Shit man, no fuckin' pain, fuckin' game) [La Banga:] I'm steppin' right to ya, I see that bullshit right through ya I ain't playin with ya, I'm 'bout to end ya You should arm yourself, I'm 'bout to bring you some harm My House Gang fam, you know they comin' alarmed And ya'll the basic, the minimum, opposin' no threat And we ain't start the pressure, but already seein' you sweat Just wait to see how hot shit could really could a'get We the last comin' first, so we really gon' shit The focus is this, make the mass acknowledge the gift For we ain't doin' nuttin', let our hunger speak for it's not bluffin' We need to start somethin' These niggas got access, but they ain't movin nuttin' So just imagine our image behind cash, power is in the makin' And hoes is just waitin' to suck and give up the ass These niggas just a little over zealous and gassed So you bare low power, you barely wieldin' it right For odd years you still ain't got your hustle on right Now it's 'bout to get rough, where you think I'm gon' be? Still livin' in the G-H-E-T-T-O please Nah you don't know me, somethin' to die slowly Letras de cancionesI'm just laid back, nothin' really can hold me They gon' try to grab me, but they'll never have me Cuffed with the jackass look in county khakis Catch me OT, sellin' weight with baggies Or the I-95 with a bad bitch to ride Two hundred grands to poof for the love of the boy she tried To lubricate the pussy, put the package inside You can't stop me, I move too slick in these streets I do it in four wheels or just my own two feet My team is legendary, you can't best to elite beef, it's necessary You ain't ready retreat, baby you have to worry We kinda hard to defeat From Letras Mania