Mind out who jumps on the gang bus, might end up with us in handcuffs
In the Ville that's dinner and bang up, on road that's dingers and hand guns
We used to rob ♥♥♥♥♥♥, keep their hands up, now we trap in the flats 'till the packs done
When I leave my yard my shanks tucked, but it might end up in a mans guts
Mind out who jumps on the gang bus, might end up with us in handcuffs
In the Ville that's dinner and bang up, on road that's dingers and hand guns
We used to rob ♥♥♥♥♥♥, keep their hands up, now we trap in the flats 'till the packs done
When I leave my yard my shanks tucked, but it might end up in a mans guts