[Intro: House Gang Animalz]

Street! (Hous Gang, La Bang)

{This is HG, you gotta earn your property}

(Shit man, no fuckin' pain, fuckin' game)



[La Banga:]

I'm steppin' right to ya, I see that bullshit right through ya

I ain't playin with ya, I'm 'bout to end ya

You should arm yourself, I'm 'bout to bring you some harm

My House Gang fam, you know they comin' alarmed

And ya'll the basic, the minimum, opposin' no threat

And we ain't start the pressure, but already seein' you sweat

Just wait to see how hot shit could really could a'get

We the last comin' first, so we really gon' shit

The focus is this, make the mass acknowledge the gift

For we ain't doin' nuttin', let our hunger speak for it's not bluffin'

We need to start somethin'

These niggas got access, but they ain't movin nuttin'

So just imagine our image behind cash, power is in the makin'

And hoes is just waitin' to suck and give up the ass

These niggas just a little over zealous and gassed

So you bare low power, you barely wieldin' it right

For odd years you still ain't got your hustle on right

Now it's 'bout to get rough, where you think I'm gon' be?

Still livin' in the G-H-E-T-T-O please

Nah you don't know me, somethin' to die slowly

I'm just laid back, nothin' really can hold me

They gon' try to grab me, but they'll never have me

Cuffed with the jackass look in county khakis

Catch me OT, sellin' weight with baggies

Or the I-95 with a bad bitch to ride

Two hundred grands to poof for the love of the boy she tried

To lubricate the pussy, put the package inside

You can't stop me, I move too slick in these streets

I do it in four wheels or just my own two feet

My team is legendary, you can't best to elite beef, it's necessary

You ain't ready retreat, baby you have to worry

We kinda hard to defeat