26th n Linken
Yea, that G, Midget P and Fawg/
Putting it down for the real riders/
Fa sho/
Every where I go Mug be hollin out my name/
Talking about the set I claim be 26th n Linken/ and the gang I hang be Cmoke,Reggz And Fawg All be my doggz/
Aint nothing damm thang change because P's Back/
All y'all United Ballaz out there, y'all can't fuck with me we throwing up the 26th/
Tell me what y'all want to do and how y'all niggas really wanted to be/
We just Creepin, Creepin, Creepin all night/
We just Smokin, smokin, smokin Gz let's ride/
It's Midget and that 26th n linken crew in it for the power/
With an auto mag, tag, blasting G want-beez about to move/
Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns on the Loop GTA Style/
And crush sonz like Big pun, I die for 26th street/
Like Fawg would die for mine/
Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man with the Teck n9ne/
For the guard and blocks for the Insane/
If you down for your gang and throw your blue rags in the air /
Flag the mother fuckers like you just don't care/
Im going to ride for mine and yours, do for mine die for yours /
Sioux Fallz duce six, SD Midside/
We going ride together, sly eye together/
We going creep and die together, getting high forever....... Midget P Fawg Reggz And Cmoke high til the day that I Die/
Midget P Is I/
Serving other OGz in this South Dakota City, getting greedy/
Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly and by now you feel me/
Now it's time to get stupid or really Yea Nov. 15 Um Yea/
High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone/ P and Fawg wil keep going zone to zone/
My type reaps are anonymous/
Cmoke, Fawg, Reggz, feeds we dropping of love/
Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill GTA style is mine/
Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that's on the real/
Rhinoz we explode like dynamite Ecko Style/
How many RHS ryders are getting killed tonight/
Is you, you, you, and all of you HA Ha ha/
Back flossing with the mother fucking P-game/
Going clip from clip, bout my business and shit/
Fly whips and getting dips, we aint taking no shit/
See we serious about this 26th N linken Shit/
Curious about this, its beautiful with out this/
How can you come to an battle with out a gun/
You'l get done fucking with duce ninety-three-two-one / Once again bitches get done/
I guess the war zone, get soldiers and let's go to war/
Putting work mother fucker even the storm/
Meeting machine guns, grenades, and 45's/
Crazy in the land when its hard to survive/
Catching the Loopers slipping, the blunt, and the creepin/
On the mission blasting G if you already/
See we bang for the living, use the gun to go to prison/
Doing hell of time with them scandalous bitches/
Back looped out, smoked out hit an another one /
When I'm bombed out, smoked out/
So we swerve in the glass house and we roll the street/
I ran peeps rolling up on us and well up the heat/
I said, What's up you plotted the wrong set/
It's my duty to put my gun this bitch to rest/
Boom, boom, boom shots from the tech /
Another enemy gone, that's what I'm talking about in the 26th/
Mugs drawn my name out and say they going to kill me/
I aint worried about an damm thang, y'all niggas cant kill me/
See my homies is killers, and we do this for the passion of the game/
You better get your strap, when you see us we blasting you/
We will run up on you peeps their aint going to be no asking/
You better get your strap when you see, we blasting //
Their aint no future in the front you bitches is straight hoes/
Wish mugs want scramble with the foes/
I peel his cap with the boom, boom, boom/
You peeps going die tonight, creep card going ride tonight/
Gz want to see roll the hardcore/
Dump mugz in the sea /
Many fourteen leave them slope in his front seat/
Approach me I jump my magnum to your teeth /
Hop out the bentley, sagging down to my knees/
Screaming out thug life like 26th love, throwing slugs in the air/
Leaving in the mansion with no neighbors and don't care/
Drinking Cristile out the bottles /
To the life of luxury, stuck with me, we smoldered with models/
Im a thug G, wont die alone without taking a knife//
And shoot a piggy in his face for his third strike/
You cremate me or send me to jail/
Don't give a fuck because I was born in hell/
And every where I go I see the same mother fuckers and I end up back in jail or was it hell/