Letra Hang Out - Only The Family
Bitch I'm street, real and I keep my steal
Cause niggas try to kill since I signed that deal
They wanna trust me pull up on they block with all these Glocks and it get messy
12 get on this car bitch Ima stretch out they won't catch me
They won't arrest me(Uhh)
I get loko with this 4 0
Shoot a f*** ni*** brain
He cant hang out
He ain't gang how
Fuck ni*** get stained
Fuck ni*** get banged
Reach for my chain
He can't hang out he a lame he a hoe
Had the bread for my bro he pillow talking to these hoes
Tuck your chain now cause my shawty he on go
In the trenches pouring 4's smoking sour with my woes
We can bang out if a lame drop a load
We don't hang with the folks, Got the P's for the low
Jewelry bling blow bitch my chain it'll glow
Think I'm a lame Ima blow and my youngins on go
You can't hang with me if you ain't never caught a body
I was trapping since a youngin getting money was a hobby
Lil bro just got a stick with a glizzy it got a switch on it
Put some money on your head and them killas they gonna sit on you
Fuck ni*** - ain't got shit on me
Fuck you - and your big homie
Never lacking - keep them sticks on me
Your brother grave - I'll spit on it
He can't hang around he a fan he ain't gang
Get the f*** from 'round me you a pu*** you a stain
(Gang)
He can't hang out he a lame he a hoe
Had the bread for my bro he pillow talking to these hoes
Tuck your chain now cause my shawty he on go
In the trenches pouring 4's smoking sour with my woes
We can bang out if a lame drop a load
We don't hang with the folks Got the P's for the low
Jewelry bling blow bitch my chain it'll glow
Think I'm a lame Ima blow and my youngins on go