Gang Signz by Kayedence feat Big Dopey and Shy One

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We be tossin up Gang Signz, steady creeping through yo hood with a chrome nine, three wheelin on deez in the sunshine, leanin to the side, smokin hydro, pancakin in the ride, twist my Rouge Valley fingers all up into knots, represent for that southside medford block. Barnett is the street where the homeboys dwell, sportin cherry red chucks with them packs to sell. Methamphetamies, cush and that snuffy stuff, S-V-C is straight active, rippin it up. And can't nobody touch the clique, we on some ganksta shit, better check the dress code when you roll through the Southern Oh. Cause we'll leave yo ass hanging, everyday banging, southside swangin. And we get high with that boom boom biddy bye bye, shit so strong you can touch the sky. I got love for the block and the S-V-C, where I'm southern state repping every day of the week. The cartel sports red like tampa bay, but we kick it w/ Surenos from here to LA. And we do this shit here just to thrive and survive, posted in the hood, throwing up my gang signs...

I rep the south valley cartel until the day i die, used to skip school to kick it and practice my gang signs. Dropped out at 14 to get high and slang dee, drinking budweiser mixed with shots of jim bean. Everyday I was faded, but I never failed to see, that S-V-C was my only true family. So I was always on the block to put my life on the line, sporting khakis and chucks, throwing up my gang signs...

I was born in Grants Pass but raised on Phoenix Drive, jumped into S-V-C living life do or die. Hit the O-Y-A just as I turned 9, doin time for a weapons charge and known gang ties. But ya couldn't tell me shit once I hit the teen ages, packing 12 gauges, living outrageous. At 15, I got shot and dropped to ground, calling for my homies to bring the car around. And my S-V-C fam was right there in flash, quit to retaliate and put them hawt slugs in they ass. Cause if you fuck with me then you fuck with S-V-C, and when you do, then you're fuckin with my family. And we don't like punk ass bitches flexing, blasting adversaries with that chrome smith and wesson. I rep the S-O-U-T-H, V-A-Double L-E-Y, on the grind everyday, throwing up my gang signs...

-taken from the upcoming full length Blood and Water