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Chris Patrick - Gang Activity [Official Music Video] (Dir. by JustinLA)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Patrick
Chris Patrick
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Breeden
Christian Breeden
Lyrics
Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
Lyrics
Myron Rose Jr.
Myron Rose Jr.
Lyrics
Nashir Hollingshead
Nashir Hollingshead
Lyrics
Vasant Sundaresan
Vasant Sundaresan
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Merlaku Ra
Merlaku Ra
Mastering Engineer
Versus
Versus
Producer
DJ Icee
DJ Icee
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, word to my mama, me and all my **** been tweaking
Just a pit of delinquents in sequence
Not the pick of the litter in God eyes
But we picked off the into's on defense
Lots of pics reminiscent of our lives
All these instances we ain't deleted
All the shit we had been through in hard times
Turned us vicious, invented some schemers
I'm convinced we was meant to be demons
But we dodged every coffin and bloodied suit
And my homie would keep that lil' mac on his back
If we ran into issues, he'd trouble shoot
Couples wodies would flip that lil' pack for the rack
If it mean we ain't have to just struggle through
Every shawty was really concerned 'bout our safety
They always wanna ask what I'm gonna do
"If ya homie go mask up for robbing a ****, you following?"
Yeah, bitch I'm robbing too
[Verse 2]
Loyalty mixed in with armored ties
Sparked up the dodie to spark the vibes
07017, yeah, that Jersey shit different, it's growing in homicide
My **** Noski lost his broski to a 187, know that shit be on his mind
I see him thinking 'bout it all the time
I seen him thinking we was called to die
I seen him ink they faces on his on body
So he don't forget 'em when we start the climb
Death has always been the easiest to stumble on
When life for us was hard to find
Chest was breathless and I seen some covers thrown
On **** that I thought just couldn't die
[Verse 3]
Just cover your peepers
I keep to myself and my brothers my keepers
You needed some help and my brothers come meet you
Don't fuck with opps or no snakes in the grass
If you touch one my mans then it's up when we see you
This is all **** have
If you from where we from we gon' split the bag
If you not, then we really not finna hang
Circle tight as a fuck when it come gang
[Verse 4]
This that gang shit
Still with them **** that I came with
We ain't lane switch on 'em
This that gang shit
Still with them **** that I came with
We ain't lane switch
[Verse 5]
This that gang shit
Some real fucking **** that I came with, dawg
We ain't lane switch on 'em
This that gang shit
Some real fucking **** that I came with, dawg
We ain't lane switch on 'em, ay
[Verse 6]
Watch what you say round my ****, better watch how you move
We don't rock with that bullshit, you tripping, you must be confused
This that gang shit
Some real fucking **** that I came with, dawg
We ain't lane switch on 'em
[Verse 7]
Watch what you say round my ****, better watch how you move
Watch how you, watch how you move
Watch what you say round my ****, better watch how you move
Watch how you move
[Verse 8]
This that gang shit
Some real fucking **** that I came with, dawg
We ain't lane switch on 'em, ay
[Verse 9]
Watch what you say round my ****, better watch how you move
Watch how you, watch how you move
Watch what you say round my ****, better watch how you move
Watch how you move
[Verse 10]
This that gang shit
Some real fucking **** that I came with, dawg
We ain't lane switch on 'em
Written by: Christian Breeden, Christin Lee Patrick Jr., Justin Marks, Myron Reese Jr, Myron Rose Jr., Nashir Hollingshead, Vasant Sundaresan
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