Hang Out

Bitch I'm street, real and I keep my steal 'Cause these niggas tryna 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 I'ma stretch out, they won't catch me They won't arrest me Uh, I get loco with this 4-0 Shoot a fuck nigga brain He can't hang out, he ain't gang, how Fuck nigga get stained Stained Fuck nigga get banged Banged Reach for my chain Chain Chorus: Memo600, Doodie Lo 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-blaow, bitch my chain it'll glow Think I'm a lame, I'ma blow and my youngins on go Gang, Doodie in this bitch Verse 2: Doodie Lo 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 Let's get it 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 nigga, 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 fuck from 'round me you a pussy you a stain Gang Chorus: Memo600 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-blaow, bitch my chain it'll glow Think I'm a lame, I'ma blow and my youngins on go