[Intro: RLSG KD & RMC Mike]
RLSG
Gang
Bitch

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
I mixed the Wock' with the red, now I'm activated
You ain't drinkin' real lean, that shit evaporated
Dog wasn't tryna throw no deal, so I had to take it
KD finessed seven thousand out a cancer patient
Bitch wanna hit the road bad and meet the scam fam
My mama named Betty Rubble, bitch, I'm Bamm-Bamm
Ugly Black bitch with some ass, damn, Pam
Hit three hoes in one night, that's a grand slam

[Verse 2: RLSG KD]
You'd fall in love with a bitch that I probably ran
High as hell mixin' lean up, I'm tryna land
Dope-boy Air Maxes on, you be rockin' Vans
I just punched some brand-new furniture from Art Van
I just seen a n***a that I shot say, "What's up, fam?"
I just seen a n***a that I sold cut for a band
Once you learn how to cook dope, you can be the man
My bitch tried to fight me in the kitchen, hit her with a pan

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
I took my cup in the booth to get my mind clear
I had to pay an extra fee to get the pints here
Chasin' chicken all year 'round in some Nike Airs
Got a n***a baby mama pregnant, gave him nightmares
I'll hit the road with this shit if the price is right
Package came in, me and Ri goin' pint for pint
Bro just bought seventeen new Glocks, he don't like to fight
I'll never give up on this shit, boy, I like this life
[Verse 4: RLSG KD]
Bought a new rifle, on the roof tryna get a snipe
My fiend came with a new fiend, I made him hit the pipe
Ridin' 'round with a n***a mama, bangin' Kelly Price
I don't trust these new n***as, because they be device
I just made 20K this week off a post office
Unc' got a thou' he can spend, I'ma slowball him
N***as wanna rap like us, but they just talkin'
I got the rob-a-n***a method, make you come off it

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Free my brother Phil, that's my baby, he a head buster
Dog think I'm fuckin' on his bitch, I'm gettin' red from her
Every now and then, I ain't gon' lie, I get the head from her
Hit the road with nothin', came back home with a lead quarter
I got some shit stashed away that I can't speak about
Put the address in the GPS, let me beat the route
I don't sell weed, go down the street to my people house
Dope strong as fuck, it made Jamie knock Lisa out

[Verse 6: RLSG KD]
You went down easy street, I took the harder route
Remember Mike had the studio at the fiend house
Spent his rent money on some dope and he got put out
Seven-fifty for a half a hard, we was in a drought
Two different times in my life, but that's over now
My fiend don't wanna cop rocks, he want boulders now
He get SSI on the first, but he owe it out
He spend six hundred every month, he be showin' out