For My Gangstas - Sadboy Loko

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

I got some homies in the hole, keep that dirty on the low

Doing burpees 'til they swole and they let off parole

Their time’s lost up in solitary

Two ways out, you gang bang up in jail, you get buried

RIP to Drowsy, I miss you perro

Shout out to Big Cisco, the fourth level

Sicky doin' time, fools been up in Pleasent

It’s been years, tatted tears since his ass been arrested

Man Rico get you scared, don’t judge a book by it’s cover

That’s a rider, a rider, a real motherfucker

I met hustlers, I met G’s

I met riders but also met wannabes

My boy Chics, yeah gangster, also known as Chico

Put an end to your story and he left no sequel

We all evil, at least my peoples

Like playin' with the ouija board, we don’t speak though

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

I told my boy don’t trip, I got you, serio

Call my ass up fool if you’re ever in some peligro

I know there’s times in this life where you think you can do it

It’s not worth dyin' a hero ese, don’t be stupid

Just choose the right time, especially the right place

Look around before you do it, tie a rag on your face

If you know you’re gonna kill him, take it off, say your name

Flash your hood before his eyes homie, fuck that lame

I’m a hood motherfucker with some hood ties

We all know that thin line so you know I choose mine

Pass by, won’t flash signs, I’m just tryna scope right

Your first homie to detach, yup, that’s his life

Do or die in these times when you’re roamin' outside

Yeah the cops can pass by but don’t mean they save lives

Take your time and plot wise so they never link crimes

All these cops in the hood swear they’re FBI

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For my gangsters, riders, gangsters, riders

For the homies doing time and the lifers