The Crew - Reppin' Lyrics

Niggas tryna find a way
Gettin to the money each and every day
Me and my niggas we ain't wit the games
Homie if you didn't know, I rep the Gang
Niggas tryna find a way
Gettin to the money each and every day
Me and my niggas we ain't wit the games
Homie if you didn't know, I rep the Gang
I roll one, I'm jaded
I drink good, I'm faded
She got thick thighs plus good vibes, it's going down like basements
Her current nigga erased him
I go King Kong that's ape shit
Buyin fake jewels off of IG tells me you need replacements
Uhh, quit wit all the fake love actin like we homies
Before I sock a nigga that's word to Mick Foley
Ya main chick on me dog she can't leave me lonely
In THE CReW we trust my nigga members only
They call me Drippy Triiipy, cuz they know I'm cocky
My time Invicta, that's expensive watching
Rub the wood Apollo, but she boxing Rocky
See the cameras flashing, like it's paparazzi yeaa
They like you better watch your back yeaa
Them hating niggas is big mad yeaa
It's the return of the Mack yeaa
In the 6 where the bitches badd yeaa
I earned my wings like a pilot nigga
I write my shit, f*ck a Quentin Miller
Used to shoot the three I was Reggie Miller
Fled to Golden State to become a winner
Like damn, niggas know I'm the man yeaa
THE CReW yea that's the gang yeaa
Why you wanna snort cocaine yeaa
Pay attention nigga, keep the change yeaa
Niggas tryna find a way
Gettin to the money each and every day
Me and my niggas we ain't wit the games
Homie if you didn't know, I rep the Gang
Niggas tryna find a way
Gettin to the money each and every day
Me and my niggas we ain't wit the games
Homie if you didn't know, I rep the Gang
Yeah, ain't nobody talking like I
Ain't nobody talking this fly
Ain't nobody talking this wise
If I was colorblind the green illuminate my eye
Find my wings til my fate is sealed
Take the deal, a date with success I just paid the bill
The gang is real, rock til we make a mill
And we always been sick so it's been a drill
Being broke is a joke, so we laugh at dudes
Passing through, I don't even have a clue
What half yall do? Breeze by like Baton Rouge
And we never gave a f*ck Marshall Mathers mood
And niggas just tryna stack M's
Most of they chances just looking real Slim
Losing themselves, just trying to fit in
But all my niggas going to win in the end
Yeah
Tell me whatchu know about me
Not a mah-f*cking thing
I bet yo bitch she know my name
I bet yo niggas know my Gang
My chain go Bling Bow
Money tall as Ming Yao
She wanna be down wit the team now
Don't judge these hoes like pre-trial
Yeaa Yeaa
Money makin, picture takin, niggas hatin
Yeaa Yeaa
Never fakin, bitches naked, never chase em
Yeaa Yeaa
Pull up in that BM dub
Hatin niggas need a hug
I'm on that Henny, don't need no drugs
She lemme hit, no need to cuff
Niggas tryna find a way
Gettin to the money each and every day
Me and my niggas we ain't wit the games
Homie if you didn't know, I rep the Gang
Niggas tryna find a way
Gettin to the money each and every day
Me and my niggas we ain't wit the games
Homie if you didn't know, I rep the Gang